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“Ha, the challenge is on,” Max said, raising the shot glass to his lips. Danny followed suit and we all swung back the creamy yumminess that awakened my senses. The strong hit of alcohol afterward had me giving my head a quick shake.
“That wasn’t too bad.” The heat traveling down my esophagus warmed me up deliciously. Another Christmas Cookie shot later, and I felt fuzzy in my head already.
Next, Max placed a red drink with a candy cane sticking out of it. “These are Candy Cane Jell-O shots,” he explained.
“Oh, I haven’t ever tried this either.” And I was seriously excited to try it. Collecting it in my hand, I used the candy cane to dislodge some of the jelly and poured it into my mouth. The strength of Vodka hit first, combined with a raspberry flavor. “Oh, this is really delicious.” I scraped the sides of the shot glass with my candy cane then stuck it into my mouth, sucking its goodness.
“Oh, that looks really good,” Max teased. “I could watch you all day.”
I popped the candy cane I’d been sucking out of my mouth and lifted my gaze to two sets of eyes watching me intently. In those few seconds, I knew that if I asked them to do anything, they’d show no hesitation. There was something empowering about having such sway over the attention of two guys like them.
“You want some?” I offered Max my candy, and he leaned closer, taking it into his mouth, his sexy lips closing in around it, grazing over my fingers.
A tremble of excitement shot up my arm and dove to the pit of my stomach and lower so fast, liquid heat roared to life inside me. I squeezed my thighs tight, and I fought the moan pressing on the back of my throat.
When his lips released the candy cane and he sat back, licking his lips, I could only stare, my mouth dry. “Now that is a great pick up line,” I murmured to Danny who responded with a cocked eyebrow.
“So the dodo bird didn’t do it for you?”
“Not even going to ask,” Max said and reached for his jello shot.
“My head feels so fuzzy.” I giggled and reached for the fourth drink, when Danny placed his hand on mine.
“How about we get some more of those nachos you were eating first to avoid getting sick.”
He must have had the magic touch because the bartender had another order out to us within just a few minutes.
I pushed the plate in the middle of the table. “Will you share with me?”
He was already helping himself and I did the same. “I swear this is the best thing I’ve ever eaten! Oh my god, I think I’m drunk, and I regret nothing! I am all over this naughty list.” I stuffed more food into my mouth, having the urge to laugh uncontrollably even as I faintly noted how ridiculous I sounded.
A crackling sound came from the speakers overhead and I looked up as if I’d see someone coming out of the speakers. That would be incredible if they did. I didn’t remember the last time I felt so free and laid back.
“Passengers, we are sorry to inform you, but all flights have been cancelled for the rest of the day as the storm is predicted to intensify and spread towards the East Coast. We recommend making arrangements for the night. Please register on our app to receive a notification tomorrow on the status of flights.”
“Crap!” I slouched in my seat, shooting a look out the windows where night had swept over the airport or was it just dark clouds?
Lots of passengers around us were grumbling, many already getting up and leaving.
I reached for my phone and did a quick search for hotel availabilities that didn’t cost a fortune on my hotel app. My head was swimming from the drinks, and it was hard to focus.
No availability.
What the hell? I rechecked my search criteria, and hit enter again, convinced I made a mistake.
No availability.
“Crap.”
“Hotels would all be booked out,” Max told me. “Between the holidays and people temporarily booking rooms in case the storm got worse, I doubt you will find anything.”
Why hadn’t I thought of that?
“Well, looks like I’m sleeping here.” I huffed and fiddled with the search criteria, widening the price bracket. I almost fell off my seat. The cheapest availability was for $800 a night. Were they insane? I wanted a gold bed for that.
“Belle,” Max asked. “My dad’s company has a suite permanently reserved in a hotel downtown for executives to stay during business trips. There’s no one there right now so we can stay there. It’s a suite with plenty of room, enough that you’ll have your own bedroom. Why don’t you come with us?”
“No, I couldn’t impose,” I quickly responded. Me sharing a room with strangers was out of the question, even if they were hot strangers.
