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Charlie walked past me, and I followed him down the stairs until we reached the bridge deck.
And there was Reed, sitting at the outdoor dining table, alone, with another glass of wine in hand. And two empty wine bottles beside him.
Drinking by himself. It was never a good sign.
“Okay, Reed,” Charlie murmured in his professional voice. “Everyone’s gone to bed. We’re going to help you back to your room, okay?”
Reed turned his blinding Hollywood smile on Charlie. “You’re c-coming with me, Charlie? Perrrfect. You’re hot and I… I don’t want to be alone.”
The way Reed was eye-fucking Charlie made my blood boil.
Charlie’s job was difficult enough. He didn’t need this arsehole hitting on him and making things worse.
I walked over to Reed, snatched the glass out of his hand, dumped the contents in a vase, and slammed the glass back on the table. “Up. Now. And don’t harass Charlie.”
“I wasn’t r-rassing him,” Reed slurred and made to stand up. “I ask, he answers. It’s s-simple math.”
Nothing was simple when it came to dealing with inebriated people.
Reed wavered until I grabbed his right arm. The mix of wine and tequila fumes made me gag.
“Christ, you’re wasted,” I muttered and looked over to see Charlie stepping around to Reed’s other side.
He gently took Reed’s left arm and we both guided him inside.
Reed’s feet began to drag as we made our way down the carpeted hallway. He was going to have a hell of a hangover tomorrow, not to mention rug burn.
“Ohh… a t-threesome is even… b-better,” Reed hiccupped, then he looked up at me with glazed green eyes. “Didn’t realize you were gay, but I’m here for it, s-sexy. You’re so fucking big. Is your co—”
“Here we are!” Charlie interrupted loudly as we stopped at the last door on the right. “Time for bed.”
I held onto Reed while Charlie opened the door and then we hauled the actor into the room.
“Just let me… get n-naked and then…the g-good times can start,” Reed mumbled, then looked around. “Wait, where’s Tate?”
Tate Aduma was Reed’s co-star and former best friend. The two were at odds throughout the entire dinner tonight, bickering back and forth. Reed flirting with my boss, Alex, hadn’t helped matters either.
“Tate’s gone to bed. He’s upstairs,” Charlie replied.
“Why? I want him here. Taaaate!” Reed shouted.
“Shut it!” I growled.
Reed shook his head and kept yelling Tate’s name.
Charlie sighed. “Can you get him into bed? I’m going to grab the trash can and some ibuprofen.”
“I got him.”
Charlie headed off to the adjoining bathroom while I steered him to his bed. “Be quiet and lie down.”
“Ooh, I l-love a strong man who gives orders,” Reed snort-chuckled and I bit back a laugh, shaking my head.
Thankfully, Reed did as I told him and lay down on the bed like a starfish.
“Why are you running around in circles?” he asked.
“Your eyes are spinning, not me,” I bit back.
