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Ten- I Get The Feeling I left It Too Late

The rest of dinner passed (semi) painlessly, and Alex invited the rest of the group down to the Hellcat with us, but only Miles and Estella ended up tagging along.  Carmichael's was only a few minutes walk from the Hellcat, so we decided to go on foot, despite Estella suggesting a taxi.

But I started to wish we had taken a taxi when Al took Estella by the hand as we walked along.

I focused ahead.  The jealously wasn't as intense now, but it was still there.  I was kind of beginning to realize that Alex wasn't mine, and he never had been.  

But he was my mate, and if he was happy, then I was happy.  No matter how much it stung.

"So how long have you and Al known each other?" Miles asked me as we walked along.  

"Counting the hiatus?" I asked with a laugh.  "Just shy of two decades.  We met in detention when we were kids."

"You put up with him that long?" Miles said.  "I personally couldn't do it."

I shrugged, catching Alex's eye for a second.  

"Well I'm still pretty shocked your guy walked out on you earlier," Miles said, shifting the conversation.  He turned to Alex.  "Al, if I ever walk out on someone looking like she does, please accept the fact that I've lost my fucking mind."

I blushed stupidly, looking down.  I wasn't good with compliments, and this guy knew how to throw them around like they were nothing.

"I broke up with him, actually," I said. 

"You did?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. 

"She turned him," Alex said, smirking.  "The only boyfriend Dav's ever had ends up being gay.  Coincidence?  I think not."

"I've had other boyfriends," I shot at him.  

Which was actually true.  But I wasn't going to mention how none of them lasted for more than a few months, and they all ended for the exact same reason: I was flighty and unsatisfied.  There were a million things that I've done in my life that I haven't necessarily wanted to, but settling for someone just because I was lonely would never be one of them.

The bar was pretty full when we finally made it there, but it started to clear out after we had a few rounds.  The four of us sat at the bar and talked about random things.  Weather, music, movies.  Alex was, like usual, drinking the most of us all, but Estella was the first to tap out. 

I had to admit, she wouldn't have been half bad if she wasn't engaged to Alex.  I might have even been able to tolerate her were it not for that fact.

She started getting whiny around 2 AM, hanging on Alex's arm and asking him when they were leaving.  Al looked like he felt bad, but he also looked like he didn't want to leave, either.

And I swear that Miles and him have some kind of telepathic powers, because it was around this time that Miles began to express his fatigue.  

"I think I'm gonna hit the road," he said, yawning.  "You wanna ride with me, Stella?"

She looked at Alex with soft eyes.  "You're coming, Alex, aren't you?"  

He cupped the back of his neck. "I want a few more rounds.  You go on with Miles. I'll be back at the hotel later."

"Are you sure?" she questioned.

"Go on," he said with a dismissive smile.  She stood up then, bending down to kiss him.  I turned away before their lips met.  

"It was nice to meet you, Emilia," Miles said, standing as well.  

"And you, Mr. Kane," I said, holding my hand out.  He shook it, then brought it to his lips.