Uber home.

When they got back to the bar, there were two drinks waiting.
"Two guys down there bought your next round." The bartender pointed to two red-faced guys who couldn't stop laughing. Beth sighed. Fuck.
"Maybe we should..." Kyle gave her an embarrassed look.
"Yeah."
Beth ordered an Uber, and then she saw a text from Brian.

Brian: just got home
Brian: you two still out?

The texts had come in five minutes prior. While I was fucking Kyle. Beth tried to swallow her guilt. This is bad... but it was just a one-time mistake. It won't happen again.

{if Formation = 5

}Her own personal history begged to differ with her.{endif

}

When Beth and Kyle arrived back at the apartment, Brian was out of his suit and into casual clothes. His hair was wet from a fresh shower and he smelled clean when she gave him a kiss on the cheek. Brian and Kyle hugged and began to reconnect while Beth drank sparkling water {if Shame >84
}and tried not to think about what she had done. {else
}and took a little bit of twisted pleasure in remembering her illicit act. {endif
}