She was definitely wasted. But I couldn't seem to look away. Not when she was so blatantly singing at me. Albeit angrily, still directed at me. She dipped her hips low and shook her ass at the crowd. What was she trying to do to me?
"With one taste of your skin, I'm on a slide. You're poisonous, I'm slipping under." She Shimmied. "With one taste of toxic paradise." Her hips swayed again.
She was the sexiest girl I had ever laid eyes on. And for a second I did forget about Penny. I let myself get completely lost in the beautiful brunette running her fingers through her hair in the most sexual way possible.
"You're my addiction, don't you know that you're poisonous?" She ran her fingers down her neck and between her breasts. "Get me drunk right now. With your loving now."
She was wrong. She was the poisonous one. And I was in a little over my head.
She dropped the mic on the ground and threw her hands up in the air to the sound of the roaring applause. She slowly made her way back over to me. The flirtatious nature of the song was over. She was now giving me death stares.
"I told you to go get my bag. We're done." She gestured between the two of us as she sat down in the booth.
"How about you sleep on it?"
"Tyler Stevens, you're poisonous and I want nothing to do with you."
"That's not what the lyrics mean."
"Yes it is."
"No. They're about how you love the poison. About how badly you want it."
"You're so full of yourself." She closed her eyes and leaned her head on the back of the booth. "I don't want you. I was trying to make you feel better."
I ignored her comment. She had definitely wanted me a few minutes ago. Maybe it was the tequila talking, or maybe it was something more. Either way, tonight was definitely not the night to talk about it.
"Let's go sleep off the alcohol at the hotel," I said.
She groaned.
"Hails?"
Her head dropped slightly so that her chin was almost resting on her chest. I swore I heard a light snore.
I shook my head as I stood up. Despite what she thought, she did need me. I put my hand on her shoulder. "Hails?"
She snored again.
I leaned down and picked her up in my arms. She felt so light. I ignored the people staring at me as I carried her out of the restaurant. They had all seen me singing with her earlier. Besides, I had no intention of taking advantage of her. If I had, I would have given in when her lips were on mine. She snuggled her face against my chest.
***
I kicked the door of the hotel room open with my foot and turned the light switch on with my shoulder. I had told myself it made sense for us to share a room again. Just for the sake of safety. If she started throwing up, it would be better if I was with her. But I had at least gotten two beds this time.
She sighed against my chest. "You smell like freshly cut grass," she whispered. "And toothpaste."
I smiled as I carried her over to the first bed. I pulled the covers back and laid her down.
She moaned and rolled over. She was wearing a tank top and cutoff jean shorts. It probably wasn't the most comfortable outfit to sleep in, but I wasn't about to undress her. I grabbed her flip flops, tossed them on the floor, and pulled the covers up around her.
"Can you hold me?" she whispered. "Just for a second?"
Something constricted in my chest. I tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "Get some sleep, Hails."
She closed her eyes tight and turned away from me.
I so badly wanted to give her what she wanted. When we had danced earlier, it felt like her body fit perfectly against mine. But if I climbed into that bed with her, I was afraid it would turn into something more. After one last glance at her, I went to the bathroom.
