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before her fingers did. She made a Hmm hum and then purred, "Your scar is pretty hot."
                  "How about that," I slurred, though my teeth clenched. I felt her hand on my arm and winced when she pulled me.
                  "Take me to your room," she whispered in my ear. She smelled like vanilla something. I almost shook my head. She was pretty and smelled good, and had no business in a place like this giving herself to any man, just like that. She got closer, pressing her lipglossed lips to my ear. "Take me to your room."
                  I should do this. I should do it to make sure that Marley didn't have any problems getting the hell away from me when it was time. I should go up there and make a scene so that Marley knew I was a bad guy.
                  I should do it...
                  "All right," I drawled. "Let's go."
                  "You got a tab, pal," the bartender barked.
                  "I'll get it in the morning."
                  "You'll get it now."             
                  It was then I remembered how stupid I was. We barely had money for food and now I was drinking the money away. I was becoming a real gem these days. I tossed the money on the bar and heard him grumble about the lack of tip. The girl tossed my arm over her shoulder. I was sure she could see how wasted I was, but I was also sure that she didn't care.
                  My mind was blank as we made our way to the room. When we stopped at the door was when my brain decided to start working again. I didn't knock or use my key. I turned to the girl and opened my mouth to tell her this wasn't going to happen.
                  As much as I wanted to piss Marley off for her own good so she'd leave, I'd done enough damage tonight. But the door swung open hastily and a worried Marley stepped out...only to step back as if I'd slapped her. Then my lips were being pressed harshly to someone else's and it took a second to realize what was going on. I pushed back a little, but the girl hung on tight before scooting her face along my cheek to my ear and whispering, "You pick up women in bars? Cheaters are bastards. I hope she leaves your sorry behind."
                  I laughed. "Now, darlin'-"
                  She leaned back and grinned. "Thanks for that, baby. You want another go-round in the bathroom, you come find me."
                  Then she sauntered away, fully thinking she'd ruined my relationship with her little infidelity show. I was actually impressed.
                  But when I looked back at Marley, I wasn't impressed anymore. She had this look on her face....I'd seen it somewhere before. It was right there on the tip of my brain, but wouldn't come. She walked backward into the room and tapped the door almost closed as she went inside. I followed.
                  "Marley, that wasn't what it looked like."
                  She chuckled sadly. "What if it was? We're not a couple. I don't care if you bang every skank in this hotel."
                  "I didn't bang her. I was going to pretend to...or something." My foggy brain was done for the night. "I was bringing her here, but you opened the door before I could tell her no and then she kissed me to get revenge on me for being a cheater."
                  "What?" she asked. "You're slurring so bad I can't understand you."             
                  "I didn't bang her. I was going-"
                  "Not this whole spiel again," she groaned. "And will you stop saying bang her ." She gripped my arm and made me sit on the bed. The room spun and the bed broke my fall. "Wow, you are so drunk." She sounded disappointed. I kept disappointing her. All I wanted to do was protect her, but I kept hurting her. "Let's get your