from Andrea. I glanced up. “I’ll be right back. It’s my friend.”
Zach’s smile slipped a little, but he nodded. “I’ll be waiting.”
Slipping back into the hallway, it was a little cooler and quieter. Her message read: Bored. U?
At a bar. Dancing with ski instructor. I sent that with a big, goofy smile.
Rly? Where is Kyler?
That knocked the smile off my face. With some chick named Sasha.
We exchanged a couple of texts while I used the girl’s room, and I was happy that I only stumbled a little bit. By the time I was back in the hallway, Andrea wanted to know what else I was planning to do with Zach.
IDK. Dance more?
Show him your Tiya .
“Show him your Tiya?” I said out loud. I couldn’t be that drunk. Shaking my head, I sent her a quick text back saying, Tiya?
A second later: Tits! Damn U autocorrect!
“Oh. Tits. That makes sense,” I mumbled, sliding my phone into my back pocket. Andrea gave such great advice.
“You’re standing by yourself talking about tits?” Kyler asked from behind me.
I gave a little shriek and spun around. “God…”
A sexy half-grin appeared. “I need to keep a better eye on you, if that’s what you talk about when you’re alone.”
Could I just crawl under a bar stool and die? “It’s Andrea.”
He cocked his head to the side. “You’re talking about Andrea’s tits?”
“No. My tits.”
Interest flared in his eyes, darkening the hue. “Well, this keeps getting better.”
I clamped my mouth shut, wanting to physically hurt myself. “No—never mind. I have to go.”
“Go where?” He caught my arm as I brushed past him, bringing me to an unexpected stop. In the cramped hallway, our thighs brushed. He lowered his head, eyes narrowing. A slow grin split his lips. “You’re drunk.”
“I am only a little tipsy.” I tried to pull my arm free, but he held on. “I have to get back to Zach. We were dancing. And he said I was incredibly hot, so I would like to dance with him more.”
“Come again?” he said, eyes widening.
“He said I was hot.” I stared up at him. “What? Does that sound so hard to believe?”
With his free hand, Kyler reached over and tugged my sweater down past my waistline. I squirmed further away. “I’m not saying that. Sasha knows him. Said he’s a creep and I have to agree.”
“Oh.” I started laughing. “Does Sasha know him? How?”
Kyler frowned. “Because Sasha is from here and yes, they used to date or something, Syd. I told you I knew her.”
“I bet you know her, know her.”
His lips pursed and he didn’t respond for a few seconds. “Not like that, Syd. Sasha and I aren’t like that.”
He hadn’t had sex with Sasha? Wow, we must be the last two women on the face of the Earth. “Well, you should get back to Sasha. I will get back to the creep.”
He sighed and tipped his head back. With his hair falling back from his face like that, he looked like an angel staring up at the heavens.
All right. Quite possibly I was really drunk.
“Why don’t you come over and sit with me?” He tugged me closer, and for a moment I stopped trying getting away. My thighs bounced off his legs, and I was staring at his chest again. Unfortunately, he was wearing his hoodie.
I leaned in, pressing my cheek against his chest. He smelled amazing . I closed my eyes and breathed him in.
Kyler chuckled softly. “How much did you drink, baby?”
“I don’t know,” I mumbled. “A couple.”
He let go of my arm and dropped his over my shoulders. “What were you taking shots of?”
“Tequila.” I sighed.
He let out a surprised laugh. “Ta-kill-ya? Oh, shit.”
I giggled. “It’s not that bad. Kind of burned, but ya know, now I don’t feel anything at all.”
Kyler laughed again. “I bet you don’t.”
“Mmm…”
He got a hand between his chest and my face, placing his fingers on the tip of my chin. He lifted my head up. “Are you going to come back and sit with Sasha and me?”
I jerked
Zach’s smile slipped a little, but he nodded. “I’ll be waiting.”
Slipping back into the hallway, it was a little cooler and quieter. Her message read: Bored. U?
At a bar. Dancing with ski instructor. I sent that with a big, goofy smile.
Rly? Where is Kyler?
That knocked the smile off my face. With some chick named Sasha.
We exchanged a couple of texts while I used the girl’s room, and I was happy that I only stumbled a little bit. By the time I was back in the hallway, Andrea wanted to know what else I was planning to do with Zach.
IDK. Dance more?
Show him your Tiya .
“Show him your Tiya?” I said out loud. I couldn’t be that drunk. Shaking my head, I sent her a quick text back saying, Tiya?
A second later: Tits! Damn U autocorrect!
“Oh. Tits. That makes sense,” I mumbled, sliding my phone into my back pocket. Andrea gave such great advice.
“You’re standing by yourself talking about tits?” Kyler asked from behind me.
I gave a little shriek and spun around. “God…”
A sexy half-grin appeared. “I need to keep a better eye on you, if that’s what you talk about when you’re alone.”
Could I just crawl under a bar stool and die? “It’s Andrea.”
He cocked his head to the side. “You’re talking about Andrea’s tits?”
“No. My tits.”
Interest flared in his eyes, darkening the hue. “Well, this keeps getting better.”
I clamped my mouth shut, wanting to physically hurt myself. “No—never mind. I have to go.”
“Go where?” He caught my arm as I brushed past him, bringing me to an unexpected stop. In the cramped hallway, our thighs brushed. He lowered his head, eyes narrowing. A slow grin split his lips. “You’re drunk.”
“I am only a little tipsy.” I tried to pull my arm free, but he held on. “I have to get back to Zach. We were dancing. And he said I was incredibly hot, so I would like to dance with him more.”
“Come again?” he said, eyes widening.
“He said I was hot.” I stared up at him. “What? Does that sound so hard to believe?”
With his free hand, Kyler reached over and tugged my sweater down past my waistline. I squirmed further away. “I’m not saying that. Sasha knows him. Said he’s a creep and I have to agree.”
“Oh.” I started laughing. “Does Sasha know him? How?”
Kyler frowned. “Because Sasha is from here and yes, they used to date or something, Syd. I told you I knew her.”
“I bet you know her, know her.”
His lips pursed and he didn’t respond for a few seconds. “Not like that, Syd. Sasha and I aren’t like that.”
He hadn’t had sex with Sasha? Wow, we must be the last two women on the face of the Earth. “Well, you should get back to Sasha. I will get back to the creep.”
He sighed and tipped his head back. With his hair falling back from his face like that, he looked like an angel staring up at the heavens.
All right. Quite possibly I was really drunk.
“Why don’t you come over and sit with me?” He tugged me closer, and for a moment I stopped trying getting away. My thighs bounced off his legs, and I was staring at his chest again. Unfortunately, he was wearing his hoodie.
I leaned in, pressing my cheek against his chest. He smelled amazing . I closed my eyes and breathed him in.
Kyler chuckled softly. “How much did you drink, baby?”
“I don’t know,” I mumbled. “A couple.”
He let go of my arm and dropped his over my shoulders. “What were you taking shots of?”
“Tequila.” I sighed.
He let out a surprised laugh. “Ta-kill-ya? Oh, shit.”
I giggled. “It’s not that bad. Kind of burned, but ya know, now I don’t feel anything at all.”
Kyler laughed again. “I bet you don’t.”
“Mmm…”
He got a hand between his chest and my face, placing his fingers on the tip of my chin. He lifted my head up. “Are you going to come back and sit with Sasha and me?”
I jerked
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