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I ignore him and turn back to my river view.
“It’s fucking cold. Did I go the wrong way?”
The couple laughs at him and I fight the smile as he unsteadily walks to the table nearby. He stops when he sees me, and approaches. “Tegan?”
“Jaxon.”
Without an invitation, he drags the chair across the floor and sits heavily. “Hey, Tegan.”
I crane my neck and look to the door. “Where’s your special friend?”
“Huh?”
“The girl?”
For a moment, Jax stares past me and I’m unsure if he’s ignoring me or didn’t hear. “Oh. Right. Yeah. Changed my mind.”
“That was mean of you. She was very enthusiastic.”
Jax’s drunken eyes meet mine. “Who was?”
“The girl.”
“Right. The girl. Did you see where she went?”
I bite my lip against laughing at him. “You lost her? Careless.”
“Wait. How do you know she was enthusiastic?” he slurs.
“You weren’t exactly in private.”
“Hmm.” Jax slumps back and runs a hand across his face. “Yeah.”
A few hours ago, sitting with Jax filled my insides with butterflies, but there’s nothing sexy about drunk guys. Sure, Jax is still the most attractive guy I’ve met in a long time, and probably in the whole place, but the seductiveness of his looks are lost in hazy confusion. I’ll have fun reminding him of this tomorrow.
“Are you usually such a great conversationalist, Jax?”
Again with the staring past my head. “Is that the sea?”
“No, it’s a river.”
“It’s big.” Unable to hide my amusement any longer, I suppress a giggle. Jax frowns at me. “What?”
“Maybe you should go back to the hotel.” A thought hits. “Wait, is that why you’re looking for the girl? Taking her back for a hot night with the equally hot Jax Lewis?”
He clutches his chest. “You think the worst of me.”
“Think? You were putting on quite a show when I saw you before.”
Jax grazes his teeth over his bottom lip, his perfect brow creasing. “Not taking her back, no. No point.”
“Why? Did she say no?”
Shaking hair from his face, Jax drags his chair closer to me. “I’m too drunk.” Was that supposed to be a whisper? Because the volume was enough to elicit another laugh from the couple nearby.
“Too drunk?” I ask and he gives me a lopsided smile. “Ah, I get it! Do you mean you’re too drunk to come up with the goods?” I snort in amusement. “Imagine the story: ‘My night of passion with Jax Lewis.’” I make the headline in the air with my hand. “That would be a short article. Not very flattering either.”
My humour sails over his head. “Are you staying with Bryn for long?” he asks.
