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"I think you're a little more than tipsy," I teased.
He scoffed at that. "Maybe."
Then we were outside. I spotted the Red Bull RV easily, but Ty's truck? Yeah, that was a little harder. The entire parking lot was crammed with full-size pickups in all makes, models, and colors. Thankfully, Ty remembered where he parked. Pointing first, he twisted to head that way, and the best I could do was try to keep him from staggering as we turned.
"I had some whiskey," he told me. "Know why?"
"Because you came in first so were celebrating?" I asked.
He flashed me a drunken grin. "Yup. Shit bull, but I rode the fuck out of him. I did that, Cody! J.D. said I could, then I did, and yeah. It worked." He chuckled. "Means I can keep up with the best bull rider in the PBR."
I giggled at him. "Uh huh. So you know, J.D.'s still a few points ahead of you in the world rankings."
But just as we reached his truck, Ty leaned in towards my neck. "I meant you."
To hide my embarrassment, I focused on his keys and getting his truck unlocked. Two presses of the button on the key fob made the door click as it unlocked, then I pulled the passenger side open. But instead of getting in it, Ty flopped back against the back door, smiling at me as if his lips were no longer under his control.
"It’s true, ya know," he said. "You fucking spurred the shit out of that bull, eh? Like, just went for it."
"And you outscored me," I reminded him. "You also need to get in the truck, Ty. How else am I gonna get you back to the hotel?"
He reached out and caught the side of my neck. "Mm, a hotel."
For a second, I thought he was going to try to kiss me, so I quickly pointed inside the truck. "Get in, Ty."
"Right," he mumbled, that smile vanishing.
Because there were people out here. I had no clue how many could see us from inside the bar. This was not private, and the last thing I needed were rumors that I was fucking around - or cheating on Tanner. I could play off Ty's flirting as him being drunk. I could explain away Tanner being ok with this as Ty being my friend. But if he kissed me and I didn't push him off? Yeah, that would make a lot of problems.
Thankfully, Ty heaved himself into the passenger seat. Once he was all the way in, I closed the door behind him, then jogged around the front of the truck for the driver's door. Every so often, the sounds from the bar got a little louder, proving the door had opened again, and then it dimmed, allowing the rush of traffic to take over.
That was from the highway that would take us back to the hotel. I'd never been here before, but I was pretty sure I could figure out my way home. So, once I was behind the wheel, I let the glow plugs warm up as I buckled myself in and checked on Ty. He'd already secured his seatbelt and was now jacking with his seat. When the back suddenly dropped all the way down, I squeaked in surprise.
Ty just chuckled. "Oopsie," he said, heaving himself up so he could get the position how he wanted it.
I twisted the key. "Ty, are you drunk?"
"Fucking smashed," he admitted. "Fuck, beer before liquor. Bad call. Don't do it, Cody. Not ever."
"You gonna puke?" I asked once I had the truck running.
He shook his head, so I backed out of the parking space and got us moving. On the short drive back, he just closed his eyes, humming every so often like he might not feel as good as he'd hoped. I was pretty sure his alcohol hadn't all caught up with him yet, and I was starting to wonder if I'd really be able to get him up to our room without help.
Because Ty was not a little guy. Most bull riders were. It helped us stay on. Ty? Nope, he was tall, muscular, sexy, and amazing. None of that would make it easy for me to carry him, but I wasn't used to quitting. At least not on things that mattered. However, when we made it to the Marriott, he got himself out of the truck and met me at the back, only hanging onto the edge of the bed a little for stability.
"C'mere, babe," I said, wrapping my arm around his waist again. "Oh, Ty, you are gonna feel so bad in the morning."
"Mm, but I stayed out of your way," he told me. "You and them? Yeah, works for you."
"And my friend can hang out too, you know," I told him, aware he probably wouldn't remember this talk tomorrow.
He just shook his head. "Nope. Nunh-unh. Guys like me? We want one thing." He held up a single finger before us both. "One."
"Uh huh," I said, thankful the main doors to this place were easy to get open while steering a big drunk man into the lobby. "What's that?"
"Sex." He paused, looking around as if he'd just figured out where we were. "Oh, this is the hotel!"
"Yeah," I said, aiming him towards the elevators. "Gotta keep moving, big boy."
