Seducing My Ex's Father In Law

Judy's POV

"There you are! Come on, you need to catch up," Irene said as she placed another shot in front of me. I sat at the bar and took the shot, wincing at the sting as it hit my throat. She chuckled at my expression before taking another shot herself. "God, I hate these parties," she started to slur.

"Charity events?" I asked her, kind of surprised. These parties were in her element; I thought she loved dressing up and meeting up with other rich people.

"Anything that has to do with stuck up rich assholes," she muttered, taking a sip of her wine and rolling her eyes. "I always hated this kind of thing."

"I never knew that," I told her. I felt the buzz of the alcohol making my head a bit cloudy. I looked around at my surroundings and saw how gorgeous everybody was; they were all mingling among themselves and laughing at stuff that probably wasn't even all that funny.

My eyes found Gavin on the other side of the room, Rachel by his side. They were speaking to a few men in suits, men I didn't recognize, but they looked as if they were all old friends... including Rachel. She was laughing at their chokes and putting her hand on their arms as she spoke, making the men blush and chuckle. I couldn't help but roll my eyes; and the fact that Gavin just stood there and didn't do anything about it for some reason annoyed me even more.

Like if he was going to be in a relationship with a woman, at least act like it.

I turned away from him before he caught me staring. Irene noticed the expression on my face and glanced over at her father.

her eyes for the hundredth time. "Take

the bartender stared between the two of us for a moment, hesitating about pouring another round of shots. But Irene pulled out a giant wad of cash and slammed

She raised her glass to

forgetting men," she cheered a bit too loudly, making me

tequila was definitely having an effect

glasses, this one going down a lot

was

a bit louder than usual, but she didn't seem to notice. She looked at me excitedly

agreed, pulling me off the bar stool

found it to be hilarious. We laughed until our be hurt. She started off with the chicken dance and then ended attempting to break dance. I did some fame ballet

notice that half the audience was watching us. Most of them looked horrified, but at the moment,

around my wrist. The entire room was spinning, and I couldn't stop the laugh that bubbled out of me. I barely noticed