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was at the moment, she was also drunk. Taking advantage of inebriated women was not his style.
    It would be easier to keep that thought in his head if he wasn’t intoxicated himself.
    He covered her hands with his and gently pulled them off him. “I’m more concerned about you making a fool of yourself. You seem to care a lot about your reputation.”
    “A fool of myself?”
    “Because you’ve had too much to drink.”
    “I’ve only had two.” She wrinkled her forehead in thought. “Maybe two and a half.”
    “Have you eaten anything today?”
    “Um…I don’t…I can’t remember.” She swung to look behind her. “Did I, Lexie?” She continued her circle. “Lexie?” When she’d made it back around to Seth she was dizzy and wobbling. “Oh, yeah. Lexie’s not here.”
    Sighing, he set down his beer bottle and grabbed her firmly by an elbow. “Come on, princess.” He had a feeling he shouldn’t be doing this, but he couldn’t reason out the harm.
    Glancing around to make sure no one was watching them, he escorted her to the nearest doors leading inside.
    “Where we going?”
    “Your room.”
    “How exciting.” She giggled, and his chest ached at the sweetness of the sound.
    He led her to the elevators and pushed the call button before he realized he didn’t know where they were going. “Tell me your room number.”
    “You’re so bossy.” She sidled closer to him. “It’s really sexy.”
    His dick twitched eagerly. What had he been asking her about? Oh yeah. “Your room number, Heather.”
    “417,” she said just as the elevator doors opened. “I have no idea how I remembered that.”
    “Get in.” His voice sounded as strained as he felt. He was wound up so tight over her that he wasn’t sure how much longer he could resist.
    And he was taking her to her hotel room. What the fuck was he thinking? Or maybe it was the alcohol thinking for him. He was too fuzzy to be sure.
    Thank God they were alone in the elevator. As soon as the doors shut, Heather threw her arms around Seth’s neck and pressed against him.
    Shit.
    “Seth,” she sighed into him. “I’m so tired. I’m just going to rest my eyes for a minute.”
    “No, no, no, princess. Keep your eyes open. We’re almost there.”
    But his words were in vain. She was already slack in his arms when they arrived on the fourth floor. Cursing under his breath, Seth lifted her and followed the arrows looking for her room. He passed it twice before he made it there. He’d lectured her, but now that he thought about it, he hadn’t had anything to eat before those beers either. No wonder he wasn’t thinking straight.
    At her door, he set her down on the ground, keeping a firm arm around her to keep her upright. “Heather? Heather, sweetie? Where’d you put your key?”
    When she didn’t respond he realized he’d have to find it himself. She didn’t have a purse so she’d either dropped it on the way to her room or she’d put it back where she’d been keeping it.
    Only one way to find out.
    “Don’t get too excited, buddy,” he said to his cock, then slipped his hand down the front of her dress to search for the key. If his fingers lingered a little longer than necessary after he’d found the card, well, could she really blame him?
    He slid the key card into the slot and prayed it was the right room. When the light went green and the door clicked open, he let out a sigh of relief.
    Now to get her inside.
    He patted her face. “Heather?”
    She opened her eyes. “What happened? Where are we?”
    “You passed out. We’re at your room.” He should leave her there at the door, but he found himself saying, “I’m going to help you inside. Is that okay?”
    “Yeah.”
    She had wakened enough to stand but still needed support walking. He led her through the suite to her bed and sat her on the edge.
    “Are you good?” He kept his hands on her shoulders, holding her in a sitting position.
    “Yeah, I think so.” She looked