Mike and Janey sucked into moonlight fuck-fest.
"Where are you meeting him?"
"None of your business. Don't wait up." She winked at him before she walked out the door and he immediately reached for his phone.
"This doesn't really look like our kind of place," Sed commented as they walked to the door of the club.
"Yeah, I thought we could branch out."
"Did you now?" Sed didn't look convinced but followed him into the club anyway. Mac quickly led him to a table in the corner and Sed gave him a knowing look. "So, are we here to check out the hot brunette at the bar?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
The waitress came by and Sed flirted with her while ordering a beer. Mac took the opportunity to watch the hot brunette at the bar. Her long brown hair fell halfway down her back in bouncy curls. The tight skirt clung to her ass and he could see the tops of her stockings just below the hem. She was hot and he was amazed she was wasting her time with the middle aged balding man who looked a lot like his dad.
She was on her feet but swaying unsteadily. The guy was standing close enough to cop a feel every time she swayed close. She was laughing and touching him and it pissed Mac off. He couldn't hear the guy but he was certain he wasn't that funny.
"Seriously Man, tell me why this bothers you so much." Sed pinned him with a hard stare and it made him uncomfortable. Of the two of them, he was usually the serious one. Sed was usually the goofy one.
"I just don't want her to get hurt."
The waitress returned with their beer and Sed flirted some more before she left.
"Man you're not acting overprotective, you're acting jealous."
"I'm not jealous. Hey, where the hell are they going?" Mac jumped up and followed them out the door. He caught up to them as she was about to get into the guy's car.
"What are you doing? You're just going to leave with this guy? Do you even know where he's taking you?" She looked pissed and yet oddly that didn't deter him the way it normally would.
"Malcolm Evan Wright, what the hell are you doing here?" She hissed" through clenched teeth the way she did when he was really in trouble.
"I'm taking you home." He took her by the arm and tugged her away. Amazingly she didn't protest. She even gave him the keys when he demanded them. Of course, once they were in the car she didn't say a word. She was clearly pissed but he didn't care. He was pissed too.
"I cannot believe your nerve, Malcolm Wright. I am an adult, I do not need or want your protection or your help!" He should have known the silent treatment wouldn't last. His mom was good at keeping things quiet in public but she let him have it the second they walked in the door at home.
"Mom, try to be reasonable..."
"Reasonable? I was trying to be reasonable. I wasn't going to sleep with someone you know. You're the one who followed me! Spied on me! Made a scene!"
"I'm sorry! I thought you were drunk and yet you seem perfectly sober now."
Lena huffed and glared at him. "It's a lot easier if I pretend to be drunk."
"What why? You want guys to take advantage of you?"
"No, I don't know why this is so hard for you to understand, I just want to have sex. I don't want to make small talk and exchange numbers. I'm tired of my vibrator, I just want a flesh and blood cock. If anyone is taking advantage it's me!" She stared at him waiting for his response but he really didn't know what to say to that. Her shoulders slumped and she shook her head. "I'm going to go take a bath. Good night, Mac." She walked past him and up the stairs and still, he didn't move.
He stood there arguing with himself over what to do next. He knew she didn't understand what she was up against. There were so many predators out there. STDs, and non-consensual porn, trafficking, she could end up hurt or dead and he could just not let that happen. She needed sex, he got that, hell he completely understood that, but she could not keep picking up random guys in bars.
When he thought he had his argument reasoned out in his head he climbed the stairs and knocked on her door.