Re: 7:25 p.m., by the bar - aurora / daniel
Chris nodded, choosing to take another long pull of his drink and finishing it. He looked back to the bartender and ordered a Veracruzana, heavy on the tequila. Despite the fact that his head was spinning, he didn't feel like he'd had enough to be talking about Daniel's stamina with an ex. Once he had his hands wrapped around the yellowish beverage, his lips wrapped around the straw, he turned back to the conversation.
"I bet I know who else is a screamer," he replied, finally, his hand back on Daniel's hip and sliding under the green shirt to show a brief glimpse of warm, ocherous-colored skin before sliding it around to what Chris could reach of Daniel's backside.