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I groaned. I’d completely forgotten about brunch with her. Damn Lincoln and all that alcohol. Now, I not only had to deal with my pounding head and a growing hangover, but I also felt like an asshole on top of it. “No,” I lied.
“You’re still a bad liar,” Beth teased, seemingly unbothered about my memory lapse. “Get your ass up and meet me at the café.”
A small smile curved my lips. “How can I say no to that?”
When I ended the call, I noticed I had a few missed calls and texts from Lincoln, but I couldn’t deal with him at that moment. I’d deal with him whenever I didn’t have a hangover, and some of my embarrassment subsided.
After dragging myself out of bed and making myself halfway presentable, I put on some sunglasses and headed downstairs to the lobby.
I dug through my purse, searching for the keys to my rental car since I didn’t feel like walking around town with a hangover.
When I made it to the café, Beth was already seated in a booth. She waved me down, and I couldn’t help but smile at how surreal my situation was. I was meeting my old best friend for brunch after getting drunk with the father of my long-lost daughter, who I’d met the day before. My life had completely changed in less than a week.
Beth arched a brow as I sat down. “What the hell happened to you?”
I sighed. “You don’t want to know.”
“Actually, I do. I’m sure it’ll be quite entertaining especially after listening to your father’s wonderful sermon.”
I chuckled. I missed Beth’s sarcasm and humor. “I’m sure it was very moving.”
The waitress came and set two cups of coffee down, then pulled out her order pad. She gave us a bright smile. “Good morning. What can I get ya?”
I grabbed the menu in front of me and scanned over it quickly, then darted my eyes up to Beth. “Go ahead. I’m not sure what I want yet.”
After Beth ordered, the waitress turned her attention back to me, raising her brows expectantly.
“I’ll have the French toast with bacon, over-medium eggs, and hash browns please.”
She scribbled my order, then gave us a smile. “Comin’ right up.”
I grabbed the coffee and brought it up to my nose, inhaling deeply. I closed my eyes, savoring the nutty aroma. After a few seconds, Beth cleared her throat.
I opened my eyes to the expectant stare of my friend. “What?”
“Don’t think you’re getting out of telling me all about yesterday. Why the hell do you look like something the cat dragged in?”
“Thanks,” I scoffed. I shook my head with a laugh, then grabbed a handful of creamer. “It’s called a hangover.”
Beth waved her hand for me to elaborate. “And how did you acquire said hangover?”
I grabbed the tiny creamer pitcher and poured it in my coffee. “I won a bet with Lincoln, and he took me out for a drink.”
She eyed me up and down. “Looks like a lot of drinks to me.”
I rolled my eyes. “Okay, we had a lot of drinks.” I stirred my coffee, then took a long sip.
Beth arched a brow. “And?”
“You’re not letting me get out of this, are you?”
She shook her head. “Hell no. You owe me.”
I fought a smile, then sighed in defeat. “Fine, I’ll tell you. Before Lincoln and I met Piper, we made a bet about who could guess the most things right about her. The loser owed the winner a drink. I won, so Lincoln took me out for a drink, and that turned into two drinks, and so on.”
Beth smiled. “Did you have a good time?”
A grin curved my lips as I thought about the night before. “Yeah. Up until I kissed Lincoln and ruined everything.”
