āSheās so pretty. I adopted her from the pound, yāknow. Not bought. Adopted.ā Sara was keen to make the distinction, resting against her own seat. The blonde rolled her eyes and then closed them because it made her dizzy.Ā āWho said I wanted anything when Iām drunk? I wanna go home and sleep. Iām like, so tired. I could suck your dick if you like, really wanted, but you just said you didnāt want me when Iām drunk.ā The uber driver glanced at them, and Sara pointed her finger at him.Ā āHey, Mister. No judging us. Donāt do judging. Sābad.ā Sara turned to Keith.Ā āDāyou need anything before we go home?ā
āGood for you.ā Keith wasnāt trying to be an ass but he really just didnāt care about how she had gotten her dog and he rolled his eyes at her suggestion for a blow job. āIāll pass.ā Noticing the glance from the driver, he returned it with a cold glare. If she wasnāt drunk he would rethinking her offer just to spite the guy. āHm? Uh no, I just need sleep,ā he answered honestly. āIām pretty low maintenance.ā That was about the only good thing he could think of when it came to renting him but that mostly done on purpose since he never tried getting rentals but the auction was the one night that nobody could escape a rental.