#Chapter 143 Drunk

Tessa’s POV I turned around to see a strange-looking man standing in front of me. He had long blonde hair and a very narrow face with a long nose. He was kind of muscular, but he was also oddly thin. When he smiled, he had a row of yellow teeth and he reeked of beer. His hand was still on my lower back, and he swayed against my backside, grinding against me with the beat of the music. I didn’t think my legs were going to work and I was seeing double of everything. But the Tequilla had taken over my entire brain, and I found myself laughing in his face. Not because I found anything funny, but because I couldn’t help myself.He leaned against the bar and peered into my eyes, wiggling his brows at me, which only made me giggle some more. “So, what do you say, gorgeous? Dance with me?” I wanted to say no and tell him to get lost, but before I could form those words, he was lifting me off the bar stool and practically carrying me to the dance floor. My body remained limp against him as