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“So, what happened? I thought you were taking a break after what happened with Grace,” Liam asked, still sucking on the lime. He wasn’t much of a drinker, not like the rest of us.
I told them the whole story from start to finish as we had a couple more shots, and by the end of it, I was pretty drunk and hungry.
Liam ordered food for all of us.
“Well, it’s simple,” Elijah said. “You have to tell her how you feel.”
Liam made a noise of agreement, filling up my shot glass again.
“No more,” I groaned. “I need to get some food in me first.”
Elijah tsked. “You haven’t been taking care of yourself because you’re messed up about Magda, huh?”
“Shut up,” I muttered. Elijah was younger than me but he had big brother energy just like Liam did.
I was the second oldest, and I took the brunt of the punishment from our dad when Liam left, to keep Elijah and Carter safe.
I didn’t want to think about our father or Carter, though. That led nowhere good and I’d already been in a mood.
“So, just tell her,” Liam urged.
“What, now?” I asked incredulously.
“Sure, a good drunk dial never hurt anybody,” Elijah said, laughing. His face was flushed and I could tell he was a bit drunk, too. He was more outgoing than Liam and he grabbed for my phone. “Hell, I’ll tell her.”
“Stop it,” I groaned, taking my phone back and holding it to my chest. “I can’t tell her. What good would it do? It’s not like relationships ever work out for me.”
“This one might,” Elijah said. “After Suzanne, I didn’t think anyone would work out, but I met Jo and look at what happened.”
“We’re both divorced and got our second chances.”
I scoffed. “What about fourth chances?”
“You never know, fourth time could be the charm,” Liam joked.
I grumbled out something in response that was nearly unintelligible, but after eating, tequila told me it was a good idea to head over to Magda’s place.
“Take an Uber,” Liam slurred, taking my keys, and I nodded.
Elijah looked over at Liam with glassy eyes. “Do you think this is a good idea?” he asked.
“Nope,” Liam said, and I barked out a slow laugh, seeing double.
It probably wasn’t the best idea, but I needed to see her right now.
I blacked out as soon as I was in the Uber.
MAGDA
I wasdead asleep when I heard the pounding on my door. It sounded like the police, they were knocking so hard, so my heart began to beat faster as I went to the door and looked through the peephole. For one terrified second, I thought it would be Mark, furious from being fired and arrested and coming to take revenge.
I looked out of the peephole to see one green eye staring at me – Roarke Brentwood’s particular shade of green. I groaned and opened the door and he nearly fell inside. He stumbled inside going to grab at the kitchen countertop to steady himself.
“Magda,” he said, too slowly, and he smelled like he’d taken a bath in tequila. “I need to talk to you.”
“About what?” I asked, exasperated. “You’re drunk.”
“Little,” he said, holding up his hand to show me what a little was and then stumbling back against the fridge. “Maybe a lot.”
