"Hey, Buddy, why don't you buzz off," Lauren said with authority. "This chick is married and uninterested."
I gave Lauren a relieved smile. She'd saved me from being badgered by a stranger. The guy looked nice enough, but I was in no mood to even entertain a platonic conversation.
"I really want to go home," I said. "What time is it?"
"It's getting late," Lauren agreed. "Let's just dance to this song."
A popular pop tune with a clear dance beat boomed from the speakers. Now that I was a little more hydrated, I felt a lot better. Still, the alcohol buzzed in my head.
With Kristin, Lori, and Lauren, I twirled around on the dance floor, shaking my hips and swaying my body. I hadn't forgotten about Roman, but I began to notice two men looking our way. Dancing to the beat, I kept my eye on them.
Lori grabbed my arms, and we spun around. The music pumped, and we bobbed our bodies.
