Married to the Lycan Monster

" Maria squealed, grabbing the glass from my hand. She placed it on the table in front of us, while I continued to sway my head to the beat of the music. "I think you've had too much already!" She c

l be on you!" Oh, hell no. I loved Maria and Janet, but they lived and breathed alcohol. I would go bankrupt if I dared to attempt such a feat. "What do you say? It's your chance to throw caution into the wind. Fuck Philip! Fuck parents, and fuck the fucking rules!" Janet screamed, throwing her hands in the air. I loved her so much, I could kiss every loc of the dreads on her head. "Yes." I nodded eagerly. I was finally going to live a little. "Yes! Yes!" I started to scream. Janet and Maria joined in. We had one more shot of Vodka each, before Janet pointed towards the VVIP section of the bar. "Him." She said aloud. Maria and I followed her gaze, and caught a man seated with his legs crossed. I could barely make out any of his features in the dark room, only illuminated by disco lights, but I knew he had his hair tied into a sleek bun. Black colored suit, and equally black undershirt. He seemed more interested in the watch on his wrist, than anything else in the room. Not even the hooker that desperately pressed her boobs to his chest. "What about him?" Maria asked. Janet grinned as she turned to me. I caught her with the corner of my left eye. No. "I dare you, Iris, to kiss the handsome stranger in the VVIP section." To kiss what? I parted my lips to speak, but no words could come out. "You don't have a choice, Iris." Maria sing-sang. My heartbeat quickened in my chest. I had never done it before. I had never kissed a man that wasn't Philip. What was I supposed to do? "Remember, Iris? Drinks on your credit card for the rest of the month." Janet chipped in. She dangled a bottle of Hennessy in front of me, and I suddenly realized I had walked straight into the devil's trap. I had to kiss a stranger, or go broke. I was definitely kissing a stranger. "Fuck! I hate both of you!" I mumbled, rising from the sofa. They chuckled and blew me invisible kisses. "We love you too, girl!" I heard Janet laugh. "Go get him, our fierce kitty cat!" They both made mocking cat sounds and I rolled my eyes. My knees buckled in my stiletto heels. My eyes and brain felt foggy from all the drinks, and the smell of weed I had been involuntarily inhaling, but I managed to find my way across the room, over to the VVIP section, where the specimen of my dare was seated. The desperate hooker was gone. Pity. I was so close to him, before a seven feet, broad chested, and muscular man mounted himself in front of me. From his pathetic uniform, I cou