“Jesus, Tallis,” he laughed as he saw her crawl up on the bar and get undressed. Jeremy’s realized that he probably doesn’t get as jealous as he should. He knew Tallis had made her way mostly through both charters, and now she was up here swinging around on a pole, but it just didn’t matter to him. He even went as far to take a crisp $100 bill and slip it in to her waist band. He laughed and took his last shot. He was [i]drunk,[/i] and the thought of him being in the dimly lit bar any longer just made him want to pass out. He took a small bump out of his pocket with his key, and he shook his head at the taste dripping down the back of his throat. He leaned over the bar so that Tallis could hear him and said, “Let’s go.” He held his hand out to help her off the stage that the bar wrapped around. He already had her clothes in his hands.

Seeing her so drunk made him remember the days when Taylor and Jeremy had recently turned 21, and the three of them would drink until the sun came up, chain smoking cigarettes and telling stories on the Black's roof. 

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The first text from Kaci made Solomon excited, but that was quickly stolen by the second text. “Aw fuck,” he mumbled. [i]”Is she mad at me? Is she pregnant? Do I suck in bed?”[/i] The last thought made him laugh as he went downstairs and got on his bike. As he approached her house, he parked down the block just in case Jeremy was there. When he noticed he wasn’t, he slipped through the front door and up the stairs, lightly knocking on Kaci’s door. “K? I’m here.” He saw her on her bed, and he went and sat at the end of it. “What’s wrong, K?” He took one of her feet in her hands and rubbed it slowly.