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I laughed again and shook my head. He was so damn attractive and he was confident. So much so that it bordered on arrogant. I didn’t usually go for that kind of thing but it was refreshing when someone didn’t cower away from me because I was confident—somewhat arrogant—too. Guys didn’t usually like it when a female could be a little alpha, sometimes.
“I think I’m going to go,” Hailey said.
“What?” I asked. “Already? It’s barely midnight.”
“My head is killing me,” she said. “The alcohol didn’t help like we thought it might.”
Scott raised his eyebrows. “You thought you could drink away a headache?”
I shrugged. “Worth a shot.”
He shook his head. “It’s the worst thing you can do when you have a headache. Who gave you that advice?”
I swallowed hard. That might have been me.
“Let me walk you,” Scott offered. “I’m headed out, too.”
“Come on,” Troy complained. “You too? You’re just going to strand me?”
“You’re a big boy,” Scott said with a laugh. “No one’s telling you to go home.”
Troy groaned. “You’re getting old.”
“I think the word you’re looking for isresponsible,” he said. “It was nice meeting you, Mackenzie. We’ll talk later, bro.”
We all got up and I hugged Hailey while the two guys talked.
“Are you going home with him?”
Hailey laughed. “I really have a headache, you know.”
“That’s never stopped me.”
She snorted. “I’ll talk to you in the morning. I’m not getting laid, but you should.” She gave me a pointed look before she glanced at Troy.
“I’ll call you,” I laughed.
When they left, we slid into the booth again. Despite the other seat being open now, we sat next to each other.
“So, what now?” I asked. “It’s just the two of us. What do you want to do?”
“I can think of something,” Troy said, and his gray eyes turned darker. “My place or yours?”
“Oh, God, you didnotjust say we’re going to go home and have sex like we have nothing else to do.”
Troy shrugged, and his eyes stayed dark. My body tightened in all the right places. Hewasfucking hot. I was drunk. He wanted me, and the truth was, I wanted him, too. Match made in heaven.
“Yeah, okay,” I said.
Troy chuckled, and he pulled me closer, kissing me. His kiss tasted like beer and tequila, and lust and heat washed over my body and pooled between my legs. Yeah, this was a good idea.
Troy took my hand, slid out of the booth, and we headed toward the door together.
“Aren’t we getting the bill?” I asked.
“Scott got it.
“Oh. Did he know we were going to leave?” I asked.
