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Dylan groans and pulls the blanket from over his head, giving me a death glare. “Go away!”
“No, sir. The night’s over. Time to get up. It’s nearly ten in the morning. Going back to work is gonna be a bitch if you keep sleepin’ in late,” I tell him matter-of-factly, turning my back as Jessica tries to slyly slip on her clothes without revealing too much. Poor girl has to take the walk of shame, and the look of it is all over her face. It’s always easier to sneak out before the other person wakes, that’s one-night stand basics, but even I didn’t follow the basics this morning. As I take the last bite of the first muffin, I hear lips sucking and smacking each other and groan.
“Get a room,” I say with a laugh.
“I’ve got one!” Dylan throws a pillow my way.
“Get another room,” I correct myself, just as Jessica walks around the bed to grab her purse.
“Bye, Alex,” she says as she sashays toward the door, blowing Dylan a final kiss before she leaves.
Just as she walks out, I turn and look at Dylan. “You’re dirty as fuck.”
He sits up in bed, rubbing his face. “I know. What was I thinking?”
“You weren’t. I don’t remember her looking quite like that last night.” I try to think back, but honestly, the only thing on my mind right now is River. Her body against mine. The way she tastes. She’s like a poisoned apple and has already made her way through my veins. I can’t stop thinking about her, and it’s been less than an hour since I left. Goddammit.
“Beer goggles. Those sneaky bastards will make a two a ten. You’d think I’d learn my lesson by now,” Dylan says with a grunt. “No wonder Liam was so willing to push her off on me.”
“No regrets, though. Right? I’m sure she’s a nice girl.” I bite into the last muffin, and when my stomach gurgles, I regret eating them, but finish it anyway because this hangover isn’t going to cure itself.
“I swear, if you wouldn’t have shown up, she may have never left. Which is okay, I guess. But to me, she seems like a psycho. You know the phrase: a freak in the sheets? Well, that’s her times ten. I’m not gonna go into detail, but if for some reason I go missing and don’t make it back to Texas, she’s suspect one.”
“Damn, dude,” I say with a laugh, but he looks at me a little too seriously for my liking.
“I need a shower.” He doesn’t even wait for me to reply as he walks into the bathroom—bare ass and all—and shuts the door.
After he’s showered, Dylan decides he needs to eat. I’m so full of sugar the thought grosses me out, but I go anyway, secretly hoping I run into River.
“Gonna tell me what happened last night?” Dylan asks with a shit-eating grin on his face as we leave the hotel and walk down the sidewalk.
“Nah. I’m good.”
He punches me in the arm, and I’m half-tempted to punch his ass back.
“So you found your girl, and she turned out to be a psycho, too?” Dylan leads us into a burger joint a few blocks away. Every blonde I see in the distance makes my heart race, but it’s never her.
“No. She’s not a psycho. She’s actually pretty fucking perfect. Maybe a bit guarded, but perfect nonetheless. And that’s where the problem lies.”
Dylan orders himself a double cheeseburger, and we sit at a huge window that overlooks the beach. I stare out, watching people walk up and down the white sand having a good time.
“Because Cowboy Prince Charming found his Princess Cowgirl and all she left was her boot on the stairs at midnight?”
“No wonder you’re single,” I tell him, stealing a fry from his plate, hoping to change the subject.
“I have little sisters. Give me a break. Disney and princess shit is something I’ve had to deal with for years. So I guess things didn’t go as planned, then?”
I give him a look that tells him he’s right.
“This just keeps gettin’ better and better.” He continues eating, not taking his eyes from me, waiting for me to spill the beans.
“Or worse,” I correct. “After one of the best nights of my life, I was kicked to the curb like a stray dog,” I finally tell him.
Dylan laughs so hard I’m concerned I might have to give him the Heimlich. I’m beginning to think he’s a serious liability on the island. After he catches his breath, he shakes his head.
“I’ve always heard that Karma’s a Bitch, but now I might actually believe it. Alex Bishop has finally met his match. Perfect. Can’t wait to watch how this plays out.”
“You’re a dick,” I mutter as he cleans his plate. “A nasty dick at that.”
