I’m So Excited For You To Meet Evan And Sylvie
He handed me a water after he opened the bottle. “Here ya go, sweets. How ya feeling?”
I swallowed. “Uh, er, not too good.”
“Yeah, I kept telling you last night to take it easy on the Reposado, but you kept telling me it was fine.”
“I did?” I mumbled into the sheets.
“Uh huh. Your exact words were, ‘I’m a tequila expert, slick. Pass me that bottle.’”
“I did?” I actually squeaked the words out that time.
“Yep, and that was after you kicked your shoes off dancing on the table. Then we never could find them. You jumped on my back, begging for a piggyback ride, slapping my ass the whole time, yelling, ‘Yeehaw. Giddy-up, slick.’”
“Oh, God.” I buried my face in the pillow.
“Hey, you were positively adorable. Pearson never told me how much fun his cousin was.”
Suddenly, the pillow I was hiding behind vanished, and he was hovering over me. “Sylvie, you can’t hide from me.” Then his mouth dipped to kiss me.
“No!”
He backed away and asked, “What’s wrong, sweets?”
“You can’t kiss me!”
“Why not. After what we did last night, I wouldn’t think you’d be opposed to a little kiss.”
Oh, God, what the hell did we do last night?
“My breath smells,” I yelled, “like a bunch of dead possums.”
He stared at me a second, then said, “I love dead possums,” right before he kissed me. This was no casual peck on the lips. This was the real deal—he even gave me tongue. Jesus, I needed to get him the hell out of here. Wait. What if I was in his room? Fuck, fuckery, fuck. How did I let myself end up in this situation? Oh, right. I was drunk off my ass.
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