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“I’m serious. If you’re drunk…”
“Do I sound drunk?” And the truth is, I’m not. I’m tipsy at best because at my graduation party my mother warned me about getting sloppy around my grandparents and so much of my family. So, I never even got drunk while I was there and when I got here, I was significantly more sober and then I only had one shot of tequila.
“No, but you know how to hide it.”
“I’m not. I’ve been drinking water for a few hours. I wasn’t sure if I was going to see you tonight and I wanted to be…aware. I knewyou’dwant me to be aware.”
“Hmmm,” he says but it comes out more like a growl that I feel throughout my body.
“I’ll text you when Lucas is gone.”
By the time I get back to my friends, the guys are leaving. Lucas pulls me into a hug, pressing a kiss to my forehead, and tells me we could meet for brunch or whatever I want tomorrow before he leaves.
“You really feel nothing for him?” Rory says as we watch them head outside.
“No…” I scrunch my nose because, honestly, I wish I did some days. I wish I had reciprocated the same feelings he had in high school. Something tells me we’d still be together if I had. It would certainly make my life easier. If he’s this way about his best friend, I can only imagine how he’d worship the woman he’s with.
“You got that man fucked up.”
I gasp, and smack her shoulder. “Rory, I do not!”
She snorts into her glass. “Okay. I’m going home with Justin.” She runs a hand through her hair.
“Of course, you are. Why didn’t he go with the guys?”
“Because a stripper won’t stick his dick in her mouth?” She looks at me incredulously. “Or I suppose she might, but I do it for free.” Her red-painted lips form a straight line and she rolls her eyes. “Like an idiot.”
I chuckle. “Shut up, you love him.”
“I do not!” She mimics me and I raise an eyebrow at her. “Okay, the point is…I’m leaving to go get laid.” She leans in to kiss my cheek. “You good? I assume whoever you’re texting is going to come get you.” She nods at my phone and I do my best to avoid her prying eyes.
“I’m just going home,” I tell her as my phone buzzes.
TG: I’m around the side. Wasn’t sure if any of your friends would be outside.
Me: Coming
My head darts up and I’m glad Rory is on her phone. “I’m leaving, my Uber is here.”
“Text me when you’re safe.”And I make a mental note that she doesn’t say‘when you get home.’ She kisses my cheek again. “I’m not going to hound you about this right now because I can sense a girl thinking with her pussy from a mile away and I don’t want to ruin your ‘I’m about to get dick buzz,’but this conversation isnotover.”
“Fine,” I relent because she’s right. The buzz has kicked in and nothing in this moment matters more than getting Theo Graham between my legs.
I escape my friends, without having to do a million goodbyes and slide into Theo’s Mercedes. He has multiple cars, and I notice he’s brought the one that’s the most nondescript. The paparazzi rarely catch him doing anything and don’t often really even care what he’s doing now that he’s this far removed from the NFL, but people still recognize him and I’m sure he doesn’t want that or worse, to get papped going into a hotel with me.
“Hi,” I say with a smile and he smiles back, his eyes drinking me in. He’s still in his suit from my graduation party, making me wonder what he’s been doing since I left him three hours ago.
“Hi, beautiful,” he says and I melt as he pulls out into the street.
“Thank you for coming to get me.”
“When have I ever not come when you called?” He asks and my heart begins to race.
I raise an eyebrow. “I think this is different.”
“Fair.” He grunts as he zooms down Main Street.
“Where did you book a room?”
