I moaned loudly, closed my eyes, and grabbed my head. “Yeah, too much drink-a-hol.”
“No lie, bro. Let’s go. I’ll get you up to your room.”
“Okays. Think Sky’s room’s next to mine? Maybe I can tap, tap, on the wall.”
Warner shoved me into the elevator and hit our floor. “Who are you yammering on about now?”
“You know. The lawyer boy. Sky-lers…Skyler…” I couldn’t remember his last name at the moment.
“Skyler Baldwin? The twink that works for Drew?”
To be fair, he wasn’t theonlytwink who worked for Drew, but he was the only one I was interested in. “Yeah. The law-hottie with the eyes.” I waved at my eyes, assuming Warner knew what I meant, but he just laughed. I didn’t even care. I laughed with him. I tended to be a happy drunk, even while mooning over someone I’d never have.
The elevator doors opened, and Warner tried to pull it together and stop laughing as he led me down the hall. “Everyone has eyes, man.”
“Duh. You know what I mean.” I never said things likeduh. I must have drank entirely too much.
In fact, before I could think much of it, I was in bed in the hotel room, and Warner was putting a cold, wet cloth on my head. I had no idea how I got there. “There’s a trash can beside the bed. In case, you know.” That was the more important thing to focus on. Puking. Or rather not puking.
“You’re my lifeline.”
“Yep. Not like you’ve never done the same for me. I’ll have room service send you a hangover plate in the morning.”
Then he was gone. The lights were out. And I was alone with my thoughts.
I might owe Danny an apology. I’d have to ask how bad I was. Tomorrow.
Right now? I thought of Skyler. The one person I had no chance with.
How did I end up being such a loser in relationships after being so successful in every other aspect of my life?
Chapter three
The Camping Trip
A few months later…
The breakroom was empty when I walked in to grab my lunch. I needed the break but still had several briefs to get through before the end of the day. I didn’t want to take work home over the weekend. For once, I’d had enough work and was lookingforward to much-earned downtime with a good book. I planned to re-read my favorite go-to mystery and immerse myself in a different world. I pulled my sandwich out of the fridge to take back to my office. Turning around, I ran smack into Danny. Literally. “Ow. Damn. Back up, man.” I held my hand out to gently move him.
“What are you doing this weekend?” He was bouncing on the balls of his feet, excitement leaking out of him. He grabbed my arms, pumping them and generally being typical over-the-top Danny.
“Nothing…” I held my breath, waiting for whatever wild suggestion he was coming up with. 80s Night at Afterglow? A Little party at his place? You never knew with Danny.
“Are you taking off next week for Pride?”
“Wasn’t planning on it.”
Danny shook me again. He was entirely too excited. “Drew said we can have off. He’s even closing the office, man. And I need you.”
“Need me for what? Let go, dude.” Escaping the breakroom was going to be a challenge. I loved Danny to death, but sometimes, he was too much. I’d hoped he’d calm down after marrying Lee, but nope. He was still hyper-excitable.
He tugged my arm. “There’s a Pride camping trip. Drew is sponsoring it, so I know you can go. I need you to be there.”
“You don’t.” I slid past him with my sandwich, finally dislodging him from my person, but Danny grabbed me again from behind and put his face against my back.
“Please, please, please. This is going to be the best thing ever. Sky-ler…” I hated it when he begged. “You have to.” He sounded like a three-year-old, which was par for the course with him.
“I’m not the camping type. Lee will be with you, right?” Thank all that was holy for Lee.
