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“That woman is a menace,” I whisper. “I only remember taking one shot.”
He snorts and rolls onto his back, giving me a glimpse of his toned stomach as he lifts his arms above his head and stretches like a cat. The drool on the corner of my mouth is absolutely from sleeping. “I’ve been sayin’ that for years, but nobody listens.” He cracks hisneck, makingme grimace. Yuck. “And I can assure you that you did way more than one shot.”
I frown as I lay my pounding head on the pillow beside his, completely ignoring the intimate nature of this whole situation. “Do I even want to know?” I frown as I try to remember anything from last night and still come up totally blank. What the hell was in those shots?
He gives me a wicked smile. “Did you know that you have a great singing voice?”
“What?” Oh, no, no, no, please. “I do?”
“No,”hesnorts. “I’m pretty sure that you couldn’t carry a tune in a bucket with a lid. It was painful to listen to but funny as shit to watch all you women up there stumbling around during the karaoke portion of the night.”
“There was karaoke?” I’m in hell,like the seventhcircle of hell.
His lips twitch. “Yeah, Dee had us get onea whileago and all of you girls decided that it would be‘amazing’if you all got up to sing and dance.” He starts belly laughing, making all of his muscles jump. “We’re all surprised that none of you ended up falling and hurting yourselves.”
“Please, just kill me.” I implore him with my eyes. “Just kill me, because I can never show my face around this town ever again.”
“You’ll be fine,”hechuckles and shakes his head dismissively.
“Easy for you to say, you weren’t the one up there singing,” I mutter. I look around the room to get my mind off of my utter humiliation. “Where are we, anyway?”
“My room at the clubhouse.”
I frown. “You have your own room?” Yeah, because this is what I should be focusing on.
“A lot of the officers in the club do. Being the VP has its perks,” he shrugs.
“How did I get here?”
“I carried you,”hestates calmly.
I eye him shrewdly. “Why?” My voice is harsher than Imeantfor it to be, but this morning is not going at all how I thought it would be when I walked through those doors last night.
He thankfully ignores my underline accusation. “Because I figured with you being drunk as hell and half comatose, that you wouldn’t appreciate being put into anUber by yourself at two in the morning,”heremarks flatly, making me feel like an asshole.
“Yeah, umm, thanks.Thatwould not be something I would be comfortable with,” I say sheepishly.
His eyes scream,‘No Shit’, but he says, “No big deal. I carried you in and took off your shoes.” He starts laughingagain, makingme frown.
“What?” I ask full of suspicion.
“It took ten minutes of you drunkenly slurring at me while kicking your feet in the air to realize that you wanted me to take your socks off. It then took another five minutes to get them off of you because every time I touched your feet you would start laughing while trying to kick me in the face.” Fuck my life, just when I think I can’t get any more embarrassed, I find out, that in fact, I can.
“I don’t like sleeping in socks,” I say for lack of anything better to say.
“No shit, huh?” He’s giving me a shit-eating-grin that I want to whack off of his face.
“People who sleep in socks are like borderline psychopaths or something,” I mumble, feeling my face getting even redder. Maybe I’ll get so hot, that I’ll spontaneously combust and put myself out of my misery.
He looks at me with a raised eyebrow and then down at his sock covered feet. I give a tiny shrug. “I said what I said.”
He stretches again and I have to force myself to look away. How can anyone look so good doing something so simple?
“Allright, lifeof the party,let'sget you some coffee and food to soak up all that alcohol sloshing around in your belly,”hestates before jumping up in one fluid motion.
“Can’t I just lay here and not move for the rest of eternity?” I beg.
“Nope.” He walks over to a door and flips on a light. My almost bursting bladder recognizes that it’s a bathroom. “If you get up right now, I’ll let you have first crack at the bathroom,”heinsists.
