“I…” My mind races for any excuse I can grab onto. “I’m too drunk. I drank too much. I…I can’t.”
She stares at me with a raised eyebrow, then looks down at the bulge in my pants and I realize how dumb that sounded. She knows I’m already hard, and I just left her right at the edge of her orgasm. I go to say something, but her phone buzzes and she lets out a low groan as she pulls it out of her back pocket.
I need to fix this. I can’t let her leave. I need to tell her the real reason I can’t do this right now.
“Fuck.” She looks at the screen, then up at me. Her eyes are cold daggers driving through my broken heart. “This was probably a stupid idea anyhow. I gotta go.”
I follow her out, getting a few looks from people that I don’t care about while I button my pants. Once we’re clear of the door, she bolts for the patio without a word or a second look. I’ve already fucked this up.
Fuck. FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK!
“Hey, lover-boy, where’d you two disappear to? Like I need to ask,” Dani teases as she stirs her drink and tries to give me an over-the-top wink. Her arm drapes over the woman who was buying the table shots earlier. Once she sees the expression on my face, Dani slides her drink over to me and watches with a raised eyebrow while I down it in one big gulp.
“Don’t.” I lean over the table and bury my head in my hands, rubbing my temples with my thumbs as hard as I can stand.
“What happened? Where’s Lexi?”
“She went outside, to the patio. We were dancing. Everything seemed great. We…we kind of...” I run my hands through my hair. I don’t want to say anything, but it’s Dani. I trust Dani. “We were making out in the fucking bathroom, and I realized how drunk she was and?—”
“San Diego?” she asks, and I nod.
“I didn’t want her to regret it later, so I stopped it. She looked pissed off, but in the middle of me trying to explain, she got a text and took off.” I slump down into a chair. “This is why I tell you not to set me up, Dani. I’m a fucking train wreck. One day, and I’ve already messed up, and she hates me, and now, she has to work with me.”
“You’re a cute train wreck who’s a decent human being, Jamie.” She rests a hand on mine, trying to console me. How many guys in this bar right now would stop sucking her face in the bathroom because she’s drunk? You. You’re the only one.”
“I need to call Sam and tell him to take me off the project.” I reach for my phone but stop when I realize how late it’s gotten, and that my head isn’t in the right place. “Listen, does she have a ride home? She’s wasted, and I’m a little worried about her.”
“I’ll get her home; it’s not far. Do not call Sam—you idiot—she doesn’t hate you. Hang on and I’ll go find her and get to the bottom of this. You two were hitting it off so well. This is just a bump.” She nods toward Kennedy, who pushes her way through another crowd of men to head this way. “Will you be okay for a few minutes?”
“I think I should go. I’ve done enough damage for one night.” I rock my head back and groan when I remember about tomorrow’s assignment. “Fuck! Dani, I have to pick her up tomorrow morning, and she hates me. This is never going to work. I really should just call Sam.”
“Chocolate croissants.”
“Huh?”
“She loves those things, so bring her one. Oh, and coffee. It’s a peace offering that I don’t even think you need. I think she likes you, Jamie. I’ll text you later and tell you what she says, because I bet she’s fine and you still totally have a chance. Maybe you both need to sleep it off and try again fresh in the morning?”
“Doubt it. Especially after I flat-out turned her down. Shit,” I grumble, and Kennedy takes the spot she had before, her legs wrapping around mine.
“Back so soon? There’s no way she took care of you that fast, right?” Kennedy slides her hand to my ass and stares down as if she can see my dick. “Uh oh, she didn’t even get you off, huh? Walk me to my car, big boy. We can get high, and I’ll take better care of you than she ever could.”
“Oh, knock it off, Kennedy. You’re a sloppy drunk, you know that?” Dani scolds her, and I’m glad she didn’t leave to find Lexi yet. I need to get out of here. I move away from Kennedy, but she’s not taking the hint.
“How much do I owe you?” I go to grab my wallet, but Dani shakes me off.
“Nothing, hun. It’s paid for. Call me when you’re home, okay?”
“I didn’t mean to fuck this up, Dani. I swear. The second I noticed how drunk she was, I shut the whole thing down. I didn’t want to hurt her.”
“I know, Jamie.” She smiles. “I just want to make sure you’re okay.”
“Thanks, D.”
I turn, and I’m staring right down at Kennedy. She’d be cute if she weren’t so annoying. She’s got big blue eyes and gorgeous lips, but I’m absolutely uninterested. She pushes her large, barely covered breasts against my chest and grinds against me. All I can think about is how perfect Lexi felt in my arms and how fast I can get the fuck out of here.
I’ve thoroughly fucked this whole thing up. Lexi and the gig.
“You look a little drunk, big boy. You wanna ride?” Kennedy yells to me as she empties her drink. “Why don’t you take me with you, and I can ride you all night long, Daddy?”
