After that awkward kissing scene, those two finally returned to the seats. Princess didn't even look at me. She just reached out, picked up my diet Coke, and took a long sip from it.
I was about to grab it right back from her.
How dare she use those lips of hers to sip from my straw? Was she doing that on purpose just to get on my nerves? I stared at the cup, then at her, but she acted like it was the most natural thing in the world.
"Okay, looks like it's getting late. Omega, let me drop you home," Princess said. She stood up and stretched, acting like the boss of the group again.
"Princess, we are not going home just yet. We all have one more place to go before the night is over," Beam said. She had a look on her face that meant business.
"Okay, let's go then. I need to get this pregnant Omega home soon anyway," Princess agreed. She didn't even ask where we were going. She just followed Beam's lead.
