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Maeve’s shoulders sagged. “Seriously, Lena? We’ve been hanging out with them all night. I think it’ll be fine. We’re not babies anymore.”
“But…” My voice trailed off as I realized both men were staring at us like we were a little crazy. “We said no one-night stands.”
Jackson rolled his eyes. “Purity pact, how sweet. You got promise rings for each other too?”
“No, we just don’t make bad decisions, and choose to keep each other accountable,” I shot back at him, my tone sharp. “I’m just looking out for her.”
“I promise this is no one-night stand,” Tyson said to me, giving me a warm smile.
I narrowed my eyes at him. “You could just be saying that.”
“He’s not,” Maeve argued. “We’ve already exchanged numbers and made plans for the weekend—and don’t worry, I checked that it wasn’t a fake number.”
I let out a fatigued sigh. I wasn’t in the mood to keep arguing—and it wasn’t like Maeve was drunk. She didn’t seem that way at all, actually. “Fine, just…text me in the morning, promise?”
Maeve grinned. “Promise.”
I wearily shifted my eyes to Jackson. “I can just get an Uber.”
“No, we don’t Uber from here,” Tyson said quickly. “It’s better to have one of our drivers take you. We don’t like people knowing the address. Jackson will take you home. Well, he’ll ride along to make sure you get home safely. Is that good, Jack?”
He nodded. “Yeah, sure. What’s another twenty minutes with the woman? I’ll go hunt down a driver…and a phone charger.” With that, Jackson headed out of the room, and I caught myself staring at his black Levis and white band T-shirt. He was…fit.
“I’ll show you where a charger is.” Tyson spun around to join him, trotting to catch up as Jackson speed walked away.
My entire body felt heavy, and I let out a sigh—but I was still worried about Maeve. “Are you sure you want to stay here? You don’t have to.”
She laughed, flipping some of her platinum hair over her shoulder. “Oh no, I want to stay, Lena. Like, I don’t know if it’s just the fact that Tyson is in a famous band or what, but I am totally into him.”
I pursed my lips, holding back my thoughts on the matter. “Well, I hope you have a good night. I have class in like…I don’t even know,” I added, glancing down at my dead phone.
“It’s almost four,” Maeve said in a quiet tone. “You might want to call in tomorrow.”
My shoulders sank. “I can’t call in.”
“I’m sure Melissa would be more than supportive of it if she knew who you had locked lips with tonight.” Maeve giggled. “Like, he’s the main man of Bad Man’s Land. That’s a huge score.”
I shook my head, catching a whiff of his cologne as I did so. “I don’t think it’s a huge score. I think I just had too much wine,” I muttered, my head still feeling light. “I don’t know what I was thinking, drinking like that.”
“Let me guess, you had two glasses and got a little tipsy,” she teased, grabbing my hand and pulling me toward the exit of the Florida room. “But I’m proud of you for letting loose. You deserve it.”
I stayed quiet, not sure that I agreed with her, as we made our way back through the mega mansion. I had been exploring when I’d stumbled across the Florida room, and honestly, I hadn’t intended to fall asleep…
It just happened.
Just like making out with Jackson.
Surprisingly, the crowd had slimmed to just a handful of people, laughing and chatting in the living room. Most of them were familiar faces—ones I’d seen earlier at the concert.
“Let’s go.” Jackson’s voice got my attention, and I spun around to see him standing behind me, unamused. “I’m tired as fuck now.”
Me too.
I nodded, and followed him to the front door, where a black SUV had pulled up. “So…do you just have drivers all the time?”
Jackson shrugged under the moonlight. “Kind of depends. I’ve had way too much to drive.” He opened the back passenger door for me, and I slid in all the way to the other side of the back seat.
He slipped in beside me. “I don’t know where you live, so you’re gonna have to tell him.”
