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“This is Fiona.” She gestures to a petite blonde with bright blue eyes who salutes me with a bottle of vodka that she appears to be drinking straight from. “And Mellie.”
The third woman is a brunette with gorgeously smooth tanned skin and eyes the most piercing blue I have ever seen. She’s drinking whiskey from a tumbler.
I shuffle uncomfortably as they all check me out, looking interested and amused. I’ve never had an issue with feeling pretty before, but in the presence of these threestunningwomen, I feel very plain.
“Come in.” Tiggy waves me over. “Sit.” She jabs her finger at an empty chair next to Mellie’s. “Drink.” She gestures to a very well-stocked bar to her right.
She’s drinking water, but given her glow and the way she rests her hand on her stomach, I’d say it’s because she’s pregnant.
I snag a tumbler and sit next to Mellie as she pours a generous amount of whiskey into my glass. I slug back the drink while they all look expectantly at me, Mellie topping my drink up.
“Sorry,” I ask after a beat, “but why am I here?”
Tiggy smirks at me. “Because I wanted to meet Paddy’s secret girlfriend.”
Hiswhat? I choke on my drink, spitting a small amount onto the large hardwood desk. Mellie pats my back, and Fiona smirks as she moves to wipe the droplets off the desk, but Tiggy is sitting here beaming at me.
“I’m not…we’re not….” I stutter. Tiggy rolls her eyes at me.
“I don’t think any other woman except for you has seen the inside of his home. So you can’t tell me you’re not his secret girlfriend. Or are you saying you’ve never seen the inside of his bedroom?”
I flush bright red, snorting. “Just because we sleep together, doesn’t make me hisgirlfriend.”
“I know. Trust me,Iknow.” Tiggy perks up. “But we needed a fourth who is actually drinking, and that’s you.”
Tiggy is waggling her eyebrows at me now while the other two are grinning mischievously.
“So now, drinking games. I’ll go first.” Tiggy claps her hands like a little kid, fixing her eyes on me and beaming. “Never have I ever come on Paddy Flynn’s mouth.”
Motherfucker. That’s a dirty way to play the game. I take a slug of whiskey while the others smirk at me. I’m a little relieved – given how gorgeous the other two are and that they have bare left hands – that they didn’t drink.
“Never have I ever slept in Paddy Flynn’s bed.” Fiona tosses her hair and raises her eyebrows at me. Glaring at her, I take another drink.
“Never have I ever fallen asleep in Paddy Flynn’s arms,” Mellie giggles, topping my tumbler up when I drain my drink. Jesus. What the hell is this? Why don’t they ask a question that isn’t about Paddy? Again, I’m relieved I am the only one drinking. I don’t know if Paddy wants people to know this stuff. Are you allowed to lie in this game?
“Never….” I sigh, but Tiggy cuts me off.
“Oh, you don’t get a go,” she smiles. Wait, what? “Never have I everwoken upin Paddy Flynn’s arms.”
“Wait, no! That’s too similar,” I insist, gesturing to Mellie, but they shake their heads.
“No.” Tiggy shrugs, correcting me. “This is implying that he held you all night.Verydifferent.”
Damn it. She’s not wrong. I grit my teeth and take a drink. Tiggy laughs and claps her hands again.
“Never have I ever been kissed by Paddy Flynn.” Fiona waggles her eyebrows at me. Fucking drink.
“Never have I ever been kissed by Paddy Flynn with nothing sexual happening before, during, or after,” Mellie suggests. They fucking erupt in excitement when I drink, my cheeks on fire.
I mean, it was just the once. Right after we met, so I don’t think it signifies what they seem to think it does.
“I told you you were his secret girlfriend!” Tiggy crows. Ugh. I’m definitely not that. I shrug and roll my eyes at her. What if it gets back to Paddy that I let them think that?
“He only kissed me once to stop me from crying,” I sigh, and she looks a little disappointed.
It’s not a drinking game. It’s a fucking interrogation. Never have I ever, over and over again. Paddy’s spoken to me in Irish, we’ve had sex in the shower, Paddy’s cuddled me without anything sexual happening, I’ve seen him fight, I’ve washed bloodstains out of his clothes, we don’t use condoms.
I drink, and I drink, and I drink. Oh god, I’m going to get so drunk. No one else has even taken a sip. I’m clearly not the only one who has noticed.
