"Okay, I'm taking this little lady home," Ant says when we've finished dinner.
"Are you coming to have a drink," Lee asks us.
"Sure," I nod, Simon also nods.
"Okay, but we won't make it very late," Dunk says.
"Why? It's Sunday tomorrow. You can sleep all day," Lee says surprised.
"Uh-uh. We're going to church tomorrow," I shake my head.
"Oh, right. Dunk always wants to go, but he usually stays in bed too long," Lee grins.
"That's why I don't want to go to bed late," Dunk shrugs his shoulders.
"If it'll be late or not, I'll kick you out of bed tomorrow morning anyway," I laugh.
"Even if it will be very late?" Simon asks.
"Yeah. Going to bed too late is a bad excuse. Tough in the evening, tough in the morning," I say.
"Yeah right. You told me you have a bad mood when you have to get up early," Lee says unbelievingly.
"I didn't say that I'm in a good mood than. No, serious! When I go to a party Wednesday or Thursday, I always go to college next day, even at 9 am. Doesn't matter how drunk I got, I always go to college next day. And why would I go to college and skip church? No, we're definitely going to church tomorrow morning."
"Hahaha. Dunk never gets out of bed on time when we had a party," Lee laughs out loud.
"Yeah, you should go to sleep on time, or you will really have to k�ck him out of bed," Simon laughs.
"I can only agree," Ant laughs. "But didn't you know that? You stayed over at his house a couple of times?"
"Yeah, twice," I nod. "But we didn't go to sleep late. We've never been to a party together."
"Yeah, and you know what? Iris is the one who didn't want to get out of bed both times," Dunk starts to laugh out loud.
"I don't know what you're talking about," I say with an innocent face. But when I see the big grin on his face, I also have to laugh. "Okay, okay, you're right."
"Okay, I'm leaving," Ant says and I kiss him and Emilie goodbye. He goes home and we go to a pub.
We have a couple of beers, I drink as much and as fast as the guys.
"Jee, I didn't know you could drink beer like that," Lee says to me.
"There's s� much you don't know about me," I grin.
"She's full of surprises," Dunk laughs.
"Even for you? You're together for, what, a month? It feels like you two have been together for years," Simon says.
"Yeah, she still surprises me sometimes," Dunk smiles and gives me a kiss.
"I hope it are pleasant surprises," I grin.
"It won't be a pleasant surprise if she really kicks you out of bed tomorrow morning," Lee grins. "But I really doubt if she will do that if she keeps on drinking that much beer."
"You don't have to doubt about that. Shall I call you tomorrow morning to prove that we're really going to church? And by the way, it won't be a surprise, because I warned," I grin broadly.
"Yeah right. We can't talk normally to you anymore. You're annoying when you're getting drunk," Lee sighs.
"Uhh, I think it's y�u who can't talk normally anymore," Dunk says to Lee. "And you're not annoying," he whispers in my ear.
"But I �m getting drunk," I whisper back with a big grin.
"I'm going home," Simon says.
"Why?" I ask him.
"I'm tired," he says and kisses me goodbye.
"Let's go dancing," I say to Dunk and Lee.
"I've never danced with you before," dunk says in my ear.
"Oh, I'm a terrible dancer, so don't expect too much of it," I shrug my shoulders.
"Will you stop whispering to eachother now?" Lee says.
"I'm sorry. Come on," I apologize and take his hand, so he can follow us easier. We finally get to a place where we have a little space to dance. Dunk stops and turns around at me, Lee's standing behind me. They start dancing with me between them.
'Sandwich,' I grin to myself and start dancing with them. Man, they're both drunk, they're both dancing very sexual close to me. What the fuck! I'll dance with them. If they can sandwich me and dance sexual with me, than I'll show them some sexual dancing from me!
'Oh-oh, I'm also drunk,' I realize when I feel Lee's arms around my waist and I keep on dancing between Dunk and Lee.
"He he, you're not annoying anymore," Lee says to me.
"No, I'm just drunk," I grin.
He gives me a kiss in my neck. "Me too. I'm going to find another hot chick. One who doesn't have a boyfriend."
He leaves and I dance close to only Dunk now, with our arms wrapped around eachother.
"You're indeed really drunk, otherwise you wouldn't have let Lee kiss you like that," Dunk grins.
"Than you're drunk too. Otherwise you wouldn't have let Lee kiss me like that," I laugh. He grins and gives me a long deep kiss.
"Let's go home," I suggest.
"Okay."
"I'll tell Lee we're leaving." I take Dunk's hand and we go to Lee. He stands with his back at us, close to a pretty girl.
I put my hands at his waist and whisper in his ear: "Lee."
He turns his head at me. He smiles and puts his hands at my hands, so I can't take them away from his waist. "What?"
"We're leaving. Good night."
"Good night," he says and gives me a big kiss full on my mouth. I squeeze softly in his waist so he bends over a little and has to let go off my hands. I put out my tongue at him.
I see that the girl is looking weird at Lee and me. I don't care and turn around at Dunk. He takes my hand and pulls me with him.
When we're outside, going home, I say to Dunk: "Man, what's with all the kissing? Lee can have almost every girl he wants, he even h�d a girl now, and still he keeps on kissing me."
"Oh, he always tries to kiss every girl that comes near when he's drunk," Dunk replies. "And you were an easy victim."
"Oh. Well, as long as it doesn't bother you," I shrug my shoulders.
"I know Lee well enough to know that he doesn't mean anything when he kisses you. It's just his way of saying that he likes you."
"One moment he seems to like me, and another moment he thinks I'm annoying," I frown.
"He just says you're annoying when you're playing a smartass," he grins.
"A smartass? Hmmm, I guess you're right. That can be annoying," I grin back.
"I think it's funny," he smiles and gives me a kiss.
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