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Home.
Didn’t he know I didn’t have a home anymore… not that my house had ever really been a home.
“I’m fine… fine. See.” I swatted Sean’s chest, stumbling forward. He caught me with an exasperated sigh. “We’re leaving. So are you coming or—”
Something caught my eye across the bar. No, not something.
Someone.
“I want to stay, just for a little while.”
“Yeah, whatever.” Sean rolled his eyes, looking past me and smiling.
“Who are you—” I glanced back. “Oh.”
He was blatantly checking out his friend’s girlfriend’s friend. I couldn’t remember her name. Hadn’t paid much attention when he’d made the introductions.
“I’m gonna head out. You’ll be okay getting home, yeah?”
“I… Sean, wait…” But he was already gone, grabbing the girl’s hand and leading her to the exit.
Asshole.
I drained the remainder of my drink and slammed it on a nearby table before searching out the only other familiar face in the bar.
“Coach Chase,” I grinned, “I didn’t expect to find you here.” I stumbled toward the table he was perched on, falling straight into a pretty brunette. “Oops, sorry.”
“A friend of yours?” she asked Xander, arching one of her perfectly plucked brows. The liquor in my veins settled a little as I took her in. She was pretty, beautiful even, and she was standing close to Xander. Too close.
Oh my God.
Was he here with her?
On a date?
My stomach roiled as I tried to right myself, but the room spun, and my arm shot out to grab…
Xander’s arm.
“Shit,” he grumbled. He looked good, too good, standing there in his jeans and a dark shirt, the sleeves pushed up to his elbows in that sexy way guys did. His hair was an imperfectly styled mess, strands falling into his eyes a little, disguising their dark depths.
“Sorry, Tash, but I should probably deal with this,” he said, curving his arm around my waist. It felt nice to be so close to him again.
It felt right.
“Do you need me to come. I can—”
“No, stay. I’ll tell Harry to put your drinks on my tab. Stay, enjoy the music.” He started leading me away.
“Is that your girlfriend?” My head lolled against his arm. “She’s pretty, really pretty.”
“You’re drunk.”
“So drunk.” I hiccoughed, smothering a giggle with my hand. “Sean and his friend Rich—”
“That little shit brought you here and got you drunk?”
“Little shit?” I peeked up but Xander wasn’t looking at me. He was too focused on leading me out of the crowded bar.
