And if by the time the bar closes
And you feel like falling down,
I'll carry you home
Tonight.

LILAC RIVERS

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Lilac rolled her eyes as the poor drunk sap danced like there was no tomorrow, though there was no music and no-one else here. His glasses were askew, and his blonde hair was messy. The bar had closed a half hour ago, and Lilac's boss made it very clear that it was her responsibility to get this dumbass out. She cleared her throat and he jumped about four feet in the air and turned to look at her. "If you don't mind, I need to close up, and you can't stay here all night." "I can't drive either," he jabbed, looking proud of himself. "But I can," Lilac said smugly. "Show me which car is yours." "Ok," he said, opening the door but not moving. Lilac realized that he was holding the door for her. She rolled her eyes and pushed him through the door, then followed him out. He pointed to a silver Volkswagen beetle. Lilac couldn't resist but to punch him and yell, "Slug bug!" He glared at her as he rubbed his arm. "Ok, whatever. I'll drive you home." "Then how will you get back?" "I'll walk," Lilac said, hating how much he obviously pretended to care. "Ok." She climbed into the driver's seat, and he plopped down beside her. "I need to know your address." Instead of responding, the man leaned forward and typed 'HOME' into the GPS. "And, there you go," he said. Lilac glanced at the GPS and started driving. "What's your name?" He asked. Lilac cursed in her head. She should be used to all this flirting shit, what with her profession, but this guy did it different. He was polite, he hadn't been sexual at all, and he hadn't used the word 'sweetheart' once. "Lilac," she said finally. "That's pretty," he said in a near whisper. "What's yours?" "Travis." Lilac blushed. "What?" Travis asked. "Hmmm?" "You're blushing. What are you blushing at? Is my name embarrassing or something?" Lilac laughed and shook her head. "We're almost there," she said, trying to change the subject. "Ok," Travis said, sounding a bit sad.

They arrived, and Lilac opened the door, happy to be rid of Travis, who wrenched her heart in all directions possible. Instead of getting out, he just stared back at her. "Well, get out." A new emotion filled his dark brown eyes. Lilac had no idea what it was. "No," he said simply. Lilac was about to ask why the hell not when he leaned forward and captured her lips in a kiss.