...goes to her head.

By the time dessert was on the table, two empty bottles of the Luigi had been cleared away. Beth was laughing at Derek's jokes in between sips of her fourth.... fifth?.... of whichever glass of delicious red wine she was on.
"...in the dean's office?"
"Yeah...I swiped a key from the janitor's closet. I probably would have been expelled if we'd been caught, but... she was a wild one." Derek smiled. The story of sneaking into his college dean's office and having sex with a girl on the desk hadn't exactly been appropriate, but she had enjoyed it. She had certainly never done anything so risque.
"Yeah. Hillary was a fiend." Derek took a bite of his cheesecake, and Beth paused to sample her apple tart. Hillary... one of the girls that Brian had claimed Derek 'stole' from him.
"Was... was she dating...?" Derek interrupted her line of thought.
"They'd gone on a date once, back in high school. This was in college." He shook his head. "Is that what he told you? That I.... stole her from him?" Derek chuckled. "Not to speak ill of your dear fiance, but he couldn't handle her. She was out of his league..." Derek took another bite, "...just like you."
"Stoooop...." Beth giggled, and stood up to go to the bathroom. That proved to be a mistake, as her head spun, and she caught the edge of the table to stop from falling over.
"Whoa there, girl." Derek was up and beside her in an instant. "I think maybe you've gone over your limit."
"MM fiiine...just a little dizzy..." she enjoyed the feeling of being held by him as he looked into her eyes with a mixture of concern and...something else she couldn't identify. The heat in her cheeks permeated her whole body now... especially her loins.
"Is everything alright?" Jeff, the waiter approached.
"Just fine, Jeff. Can we have the bill please?" After he left, Derek helped Beth back into her seat.
"I'm going to take you home."
"Oh?" Beth suddenly felt like a pouty girl. "I'm having fun...I'm just drunk...it's okay..."
"You've had too much. I'm going to take you home."
His insistence quelled her resistance, and after he paid, they walked out with him supporting her. It felt good to have his body close, and his arm around her. She started to walk toward her car.
"No, no, no...." he pulled her towards his convertible. "No way in hell."
"But.. my car...."
"You can come back for it later.... when you're sober."
Derek poured Beth into his car and started the engine, while she laid her head against the door frame.
"Thanksh for dinner... sorry I ruined it."
"You didn't ruin anything..." he rubbed her{if MastrosAttire = 1
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