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“We should get some food inside you.”
“Nah, not hungry. I want to get laid. Let’s find some pussy.”
“Hold up, Casanova. Don’t make any snap decisions until you sober up.”
“I’m fine.”
“You’re most definitely not.”
“Uh, why couldn’t it be Beck who found me? He’d have helped me get laid.”
“Because, dumbass, I’m the tech wizard who can hack your phone, not Beck.”
“You hacked my phone?”
“You missed a meeting.”
“Asshole.”
“That’s genius asshole to you.”
“What about those two chicks over there?”
“No chicks at all.”
“The blonde looks like she could suck a golf ball through a hose.”
Ryker rolls his eyes. “You need to fix this with Lottie.”
“No. She lied to me. She made me love her again and then threw me away.”
“You don’t know that.”
“I do.”
“I have a meeting I can’t miss but Harry is on his way. Can I trust you to wait here until he arrives, or do I need to babysit you to stop you from making any bad decisions?”
“Go, I’m fine.”
I feel Ryker’s heavy hand on my shoulder. “Whatever happens, brother, we have your back, okay?”
“Thanks, man.”
I see him walk away in the reflection of the glass and despair washes over me again. I’ve lost her, but then, I never really had her to begin with.
“Hey, handsome, want some company?”
I turn to the blonde who was eyeing me from the other side of the room. She’s pretty in a made-up Barbie way. She isn’t Lottie though. My little Lottie doesn’t need artifice, she’s a natural beauty. Her smile is the kind that lights up a room, no, a God damn stadium. She’s the only woman I want, and it seems I’m doomed to spend my life without her love, but I don’t have to let that define me. I’m certainly not going to let her ruin sex for me.
“Sure, pull up a seat.”
My body rebels as she lays a hand on my arm. I don’t want her touch. There’s only one woman I want touching me and she’s nothing but a fucking liar. Fighting my response, I turn to her, laying my charm on the line. “Want to get out of here?”
“Sure thing, sugar.”
I toss a handful of Benjamins on the bar and let the woman, who’s still nameless, lead me out. Manhattan is dark except for the city lights, and I realize how long I’ve been in the bar.
“Where to?”
