R U T H  N I N E K E

Please Don't Be Rude

Sex Acts And Emotional Problems

Caitlyn pushed her way toward the bar, quickly scanning the pink, blue, and khaki bodies around her for Shannon. As she edged her right elbow onto the wooden surface she felt a hand wrap lightly around her arm.

David inched beside her with a shy smile. Caitlyn had forgotten her ex and Shannon shared mutual friends. She raised her brows knowingly, said nothing.

David loudly revealed the obvious over the DJ’s sped up intro to Pour Some Sugar On Me.

“I came down for Shannon’s birthday,” he said.

He sounded so stupid.

“Not sure I care,” Caitlyn rolled her eyes.

She ordered a Corona with a shot of tequila and placed twenty dollars on the bar.

“Two vodka-tonics,” David called out to the bartender, piggybacking her order.

They stood next one another awkwardly, chests almost touching as Caitlyn haplessly tried to create space between their bodies.

Caitlyn pushed her way toward the bar, quickly scanning the pink, blue, and khaki bodies around her for Shannon. As she edged her right elbow onto the wooden surface she felt a hand wrap lightly around her arm.

David inched beside her with a shy smile. Caitlyn had forgotten her ex and Shannon shared mutual friends. She raised her brows knowingly, said nothing.

David loudly revealed the obvious over the DJ’s sped up intro to Pour Some Sugar On Me.

“I came down for Shannon’s birthday,” he said.

He sounded so stupid.

“Not sure I care,” Caitlyn rolled her eyes.

She ordered a Corona with a shot of tequila and placed twenty dollars on the bar.

“Two vodka-tonics,” David called out to the bartender, piggybacking her order.

They stood next one another awkwardly, chests almost touching as Caitlyn haplessly tried to create space between their bodies.

“You seen Shannon?” David bent his head toward hers.

“No,” Caitlyn answered sharply. She didn’t look at him when she said, “Stop talking to me.”

“Come on,” David tucked two fingers under her elbow.

Caitlyn yanked her arm from him. She turned her head just as a thin brunette with long curls bounced up beside them.

“Hey!” The girl flattened a familiar palm against David’s chest and smiled. “Thanks for getting drinks.”

“You remember Cassandra,” David pulled back from Caitlyn.

“Of course,” she replied, “The gorgeous dancer who was dating your coworker. We met the night before you dumped me.”

Cassandra glanced uncomfortably at David.

“Nice seeing you again,” Caitlyn said. She threw back her shot and squeezed the sliced lime tightly between her teeth.

“Please don’t be rude,” David implored.

“Excuse me?”

“It’s your friend’s birthday right?” Cassandra asked innocently.

“That’s right,” Caitlyn nodded. “I’m sure that’s the reason you think you’re here, except David only wanted a reaction out of me.”

She guzzled her Corona.

“It’s not like that,” David shook his head.

“Please,” Caitlyn lowered the bottle from her lips. “You can’t convince me. I know all the games and tricks you pull for attention. It’s Cassandra who’s got to learn.”

She looked to the dancer.

“How does it feel to be used just to get under the ex’s skin?”

Cassandra nervously avoided Caitlyn’s eyes.

“Come on,” David insisted.

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