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I nodded. "Because someone deserves to have a good night, and it sure as shit ain't gonna be me."
And the truth was that Lacey didn't even matter. She'd been trying her heart out, and I just hadn't been into it. I should've been. She was stunning, just the kind I'd always liked before, and I'd figured she'd be willing to go home with me tonight. That had been my plan. I'd fuck Cody right out of my memories. One woman was supposed to be just as good as the next, but damned if that wasn't a lie.
Which was when the waitress came back with my bottle of vodka. I pulled out my wallet and handed her a bill, not even caring how big it was. Must've been enough, though, because the woman immediately began clearing away the mess on our table. Emilio had to lunge to save his own bottle and a glass to pour it into.
I just opened my bottle and drank straight from it. I needed a whole lot more oblivion to make tonight tolerable. I figured a little black-out drunk should do the trick. Fuck, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get Cody out of my mind.
Those blue eyes. The way she lifted her chin. The sight of J.D. Adkins right behind her like her shadow. That was what I wanted, but she'd dumped me. She was done with me. I should be moving on, and yet all I wanted was her, so if my dick refused to take control tonight, then the vodka would.
I drank - a lot.
I wasn't sure when I waved for a second bottle, but I sorta remembered Emilio and his friends helping me into a car. It wasn't my truck, and it smelled like "new car." I also couldn't make the world stop spinning. Fuck, I was drunk. So damned drunk. Drunk enough that remembering Cody walking away from me a second time should've hurt less.
It didn't.
"I fucked up so bad," I groaned as I tried to pull myself upright.
The guy in the front seat chuckled. "Pretty sure that's what you'll be saying in the morning."
I tried to blink him into focus, but it wasn't working. The more I struggled to see him, the more I wanted to lean to the right. What I needed was another drink, but when I tried to find the bottle, it was missing.
"Where'd the vodka go?" I asked.
"Your friends kept it." It took me a moment to realize this guy was the driver. "They said it's time for you to head back to your hotel."
"Fuck," I grumbled.
"And here we are..." The car I was in slowed down as bright lights filled the back seat. "Need help getting out?"
I blew that off and fumbled at the handle. "Not dead yet. Just fucking close."
The door flopped open and I almost fell out. Somehow, I managed to catch myself. Unfolding my legs from the cramped little backseat was harder. When I turned back to make sure this guy had been paid, I almost spun in a circle, unable to control my feet.
"What do I owe ya?" I slurred.
"You're good," the middle-aged man in the driver's seat promised. "Just go get some sleep, young man."
Giving him a thumbs up - really? I did that? - I turned for the door. Behind me was dark. Inside was light. I tried real hard to make my eyes work so I could find the door, but the automatic one opened for me, helping me out. Forcing one foot in front of the other, I aimed for the brightest spot around here, smiling when I saw someone moving behind the counter.
"I need a room," I drawled as I grabbed onto the check-in desk to hold myself up.
"Sir, are you intoxicated?" a woman asked.
"Yup," I agreed. "I had a room, but don't want that one no more. I need a room I can sleep in."
"I'm sorry..." the lady told me. "Sir, we don't have any vacancies."
"No, but I need a room," I insisted.
"And we had a very large event this weekend. All of our rooms are full."
No, this wasn't working. I'd lost my girl, my truck, my friends, and now my room? Letting go of the counter, my legs weren't working quite good enough to hold me up, so I slid down to the floor. The tile was cold, and that helped.
"Shit," I mumbled. "You gotta have a room."
From the other side, the woman squeaked in surprise, and I heard her shoes clicking as she hurried around to check on me. I wanted to tell her I was ok, but I wasn't. Nope, I was fucked. So damned fucked, and I had no idea how to fix this, so I'd just stay right here for now.
"Sir? Sir!" I saw little black heels, then the lady crouched down to pat my face. "You can't stay here, sir."
