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“Ahhh, I see Melanie has been singing my praises again.” Spencer grins at her.
“You sure are a handsome motherfucker, aren’t you?” Danny says while she squints at him.
“Mmm, so glad you noticed,” Spencer purrs, taking a step closer to her.
“Are you fucking kidding me right now? I will punch you in the goddamn throat,” I mutter, glaring at him as I hold my arm straight out in front of me to stop him from getting any closer to Danny.
“Andthat’show you do it, my friend.” Spencer pats me on the back with a smile. “Just making sure you were paying attention and don’t screw this up for a second time.”
“Sorry, don’t mean to interrupt!” Dottie, in fact, interrupts as she waves her hand above her head in the doorway, staring at me with such a huge smile on her face that it makes me uncomfortable. “I drove Danny’s golf cart here, so I need a ride home.”
Stepping around me and Danny, Spencer bends his elbow and holds it out to my grandmother. “At your service, my dear.”
Dottie finally looks away from me to smile up at Spencer, hooking her hand around his elbow as he leads her out the door.
“Don’t fuck this up!” Dottie shouts to me over her shoulder with a wave, making me sigh and Spencer chuckle as he leads her down the steps of my front porch.
“Have I mentioned lately how much I absolutely adore you, Dottie Wilson?”
“You have. But feel free to give me more compliments on the ride home,” she tells him as I stick my foot out and kick my front door closed.
When it’s finally just me and Danny, I look down at her to find her staring at me.
“You are too,” she whispers, looking at me seriously.
I laugh softly, wondering if she’s having a drunk conversation in her head I’m not privy to. “I am what?” I smile at her.
“A handsome motherfucker.”
My smile drops, and it takes me a few tries to swallow past the lump in my throat, while my heart starts racing.
“I think I’m gonna puke,” she says next, making me let out the breath I was holding, realizing she’s drunk and has no idea what she’s saying. “Never mind. I swallowed it.”
A laugh snorts out of me, and I tighten my hold on her as I turn us around and start helping her walk farther into the house.
“Oooh, pot brownies!” Danny exclaims, trying to move toward the Tupperware container still sitting on my island.
“Nope. Definitely not,” I tell her, steering her body back in the direction of the hallway.
When we get to the middle of the living room, she suddenly pushes away from me and stumbles back. Bending my knees and keeping my arms out, I brace myself, prepared to catch her if she can’t get her feet steady.
“You okay?” I ask as she sways a little to the side before her eyes make their way up to mine.
“I’m sad,” she whispers, making it feel like someone just punched me in the gut.
“I’m so sorry,” I whisper right back, wishing I could come up with better words to explain to her just how awful I feel and how much I wish I could take it all back and never doubt her for a second.
“I’m tired, and I think I want cheese,” she mumbles in response, staring down at her feet.
All I can do is smile, realizing she will never remember anything I say tonight, and I should probably save it for when she doesn’t have more vodka flowing through her veins than blood.
Danny sniffles and then clears her throat, trying to stand up taller but just swaying some more until she gets herself steady again. “And I’m mad, and I’m a meanie, and I shook Barbie Ariel’s hand, and Google can eat a dick, and I think I’m s’posed to get naked, but there will be no heart attacks here tonight!” Before I can decipher what she’s trying to say, Danny closes her eyes and shakes her head. “Ahhh, fuck it.”
I start to move forward when I think she might pass out, but my feet immediately stutter to a stop, and my entire body freezes, when Danny suddenly grabs the hem of her gray hoodie that saysCute, but psychoon it, pulling it up and off of her body, then tossing it back over her shoulder.
“Oh my God.” My mouth is dropped open, and I’m pretty sure a little drool comes out before I realize what the hell I’m doing, and then I quickly smack my hands against my eyes to cover them.
But not before I got an eyeful of beautiful, sexy Danny standing in front of me in nothing but a pair of tattered jean shorts and a black lace bra, with her mouth-watering cleavage spilling out of the sheer cups.
“Swoon!” Danny shouts. My heart pounds, and my hands clamped against my eyes get sweaty, wondering if she can read my mind and knows I’m seconds away from doing just that, considering she’s standing a few feet away from me topless, and I can’t freaking do anything about it. “Peace out, nerd. I’m gonna go puke.”
I hear her feet shuffle around on my carpet, and after a few seconds, I spread two of my fingers apart and take a tiny peek at her stumbling down my hallway and bumping into the walls, making sure she gets to the bathroom without hurting herself. As soon as she disappears inside and the door slams shut, I finally lower my hands from my face.
“Yep.” I nod to myself with a sigh. “She’s definitely gonna hate me tomorrow.”
