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“What’s so funny?” Damien asks with our drinks in hand.
“You don’t even wanna know,” Lexie tells him, grabbing her vodka soda.
“Thanks,” I say, reaching for the shots and handing them out.
Once Damien leaves, we hold up our glasses. “Alright, what should we drink to?”
“To Dana’s roommate,” Lexie cheers.
Heidi giggles and adds, “To Blair, then.”
Lexie and I snap our gazes to Heidi. “Her name is Blair?” I ask.
“Yeah, that’s what she told me anyway.” Heidi shrugs.
“Now I’m convinced she’s a witch,” Lexie says.
The three of us laugh, clink our glasses, and shoot back the tequila.
For the next few hours, we talk about the boutique, creative display ideas, and upcoming launches. I love adding jewelry and accessories from other small businesses too. I’d much rather buy from them than a corporation.
“Oh my gosh, you look like my man,” I slur when Archer appears at the table. “You comin’ to give me a ride?”
He fights back a grin and keeps his stance. “Yep. You ready?”
“Archer!” Lexie and Heidi cheer loudly when they realize it’s him.
“Shhh…he’s in the witness protection program,” I whisper-shout.
Archer gives me a funny look as the girls giggle.
“Huh?”
“You need a new identity,” I tell him seriously. “Hmm…how about Fabio Bigg Schlong.”
He pops a brow, confused, then just shakes his head. “Alright, sure. It’s time to go home, baby.”
I frown, then finish my drink. “Fine.”
“Do you ladies need a ride home?” Archer asks.
“No, Brett should be here any minute. He’s taking Heidi home too,” Lexie slurs.
The moment I try to stand and miss Archer’s hand, then nearly face-plant on the floor is when I realize I’ve had too much.
“Jesus. You okay?” Archer grabs my waist, holding me up.
I blink hard, waiting for the ground to stop moving. “Perfectly great.”
Archer chuckles. I say good night to everyone, then wait while Archer closes the tab.
“Bye, Damien!” I shout. “Thanks for the booze.”
He flashes a small smirk, then waves, keeping his attention on Archer.
“Is there a beef between you two?” I ask after he buckles me in.
“No, why?”
