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"Tanner's cool."
"He won't be so cool if he knows you're fucking his girl."
I chuckled and did my best to kick off my boot. "They said he's gay. He's not. He's good to her. J.D. will kill for her - "
"And was willing to kill you tonight," Jake pointed out.
"Mhm," I agreed, working on my second boot. "So I need a room, and the girl said there aren't any." My boot thunked when it hit the floor.
"Just..." Jake sighed. "Go to sleep, Ty. If you puke, make it to the bathroom, ok? Can you at least do that?"
I grunted, trying my hardest to open my eyes and look at him. "Why you in my room?"
"You're in mine," Jake told me.
"But you steal my girls. You're my arch-neblesis."
"Nemesis," he corrected, "and I'm not. Ty, shut the fuck up and go to sleep."
"Mmk."
I stopped trying to see him, stopped trying to make the world slow down, and stopped worrying about anything else. That was when the first tear slipped out, and I didn't give a shit. She'd come to the bar. She'd been there to talk to me, which meant she'd been willing to give me another chance, but I'd done the same dumbass shit I always did. I'd had some bimbo on my lap, doing my damnedest to think with my dick as if I was better than her.
I didn't worry about blankets. I gave exactly no shits about comfort. I simply rolled onto my side and let my eyes leak out like they wanted to. I'd met the perfect girl, and I'd fucked it all up. I'd let her slip right through my fingers. I hadn't been man enough to be what she needed, all worried about what the guys would think, and now I was back to rock fucking bottom.
I was alone.
That was my last thought before my dreams took me. Like everything else, they were filled with Cody. Her and J.D. Her and Tanner. Her riding a horse through a field. I wasn't in a damned one of them, but she was everywhere and all I could think of. Her, my girl, the one I'd let get away.
Chapter50
A sound made Cody vanish.I tried to ignore it, needing a little more of her, but the damned noise just wouldn't go away. Something groaned. A moment later, a pillow crashed into my shoulder. That was when I pulled my eyes open, realizing the noise was my phone, and it was still in my pocket.
I pulled it out and swiped just before it went to voicemail. "What?" I demanded.
"Good morning, cowboy!" It was Doc Stephens. "I take it you had a wild night last night, but let me get you to verify your name so I can give you some test results."
"Ty McBride," I managed to get out.
"Thank you, Ty," Doc said. "And I am happy to report that your sexually transmitted infection screening came back negative. In other words, you're clean. Means you four can start doing whatever it is you want to do."
"Fuck."
"Ty?" Doc asked.
"No. Thanks," I told him. "All good, Doc. Your timing just sucks and I have a hangover."
"Just once, you boys should try drinking a little less," he taunted. "You might be surprised at how well it prevents those."
"Asshole."
He laughed. "Maybe one day the suffering will convince you to sober up. Least I can hope. Now, any chance your friends are close by?"
"Not today, Doc," I told him. "I'm in a bed all alone."
"Ok, then I'll give them a call. Keep doing what you're doing, Ty. It seems to be working."
Then he ended the call, so I sat up. I was awake now, but confused. This room looked a lot like the last one I'd been in, but the colors were just a little different. More green, I thought. Even more confusing, the clothes on the floor were a man's. The bags on the dresser weren't any I’d seen before. Trying to figure out what was going on, I looked over at the bed I wasn't in.
