I could imagine those little moaning sounds coming from her mouth when I…
The snoring woke her up, and she gasped and sat up, looking around in a blind panic.
“What…who…where am I?”
I answered, even though I knew she was just saying it to say it, not to get answers.
She thought she was alone.
But she wasn’t.
“You’re at my place,” I said quietly.
She whirled around, and another moan escaped her, this one from the quick movement.
“Oww,” she groaned. “What the heck?”
“Hangover,” I told her. “You and your sister got drunk as skunks. You at least had enough of a sound mind to ask me for a ride home when the bar closed. Only, when you got in my truck, you passed out.”
“What about my sister?” she asked, pressing her forehead to the leather beneath her.
“Dropped her off at her hotel with a chaperone so she didn’t choke on her own puke.”
“Was she puking?” Those light-brown eyes met mine, though she still hadn’t lifted her head from the couch.
“I don’t think she’ll want the answer to that.”
Eddy groaned. “Please, for the love of all that’s holy, tell me you didn’t let Boone tag along?”
“I hate to break it to you, but Boone wasn’t any better off than the two of you were. I went to drop your sister off at her hotel, and Boone got out with her.”
“Fuuuuck.” Eddy started rocking her face along the cushion. “She’s going to kill me.”
“Why?” I asked.
Eddy pushed herself up onto her forearm before saying, “Because when there’s a bed in the vicinity of the two of them, they have sex. Then they’ll both moan how it was a mistake and fight like cats and dogs. It’s a repeating cycle every time the two of them are in town at the same time.” She groaned.
“Thought you said they were toxic together.”
“They are.” She widened her eyes at me. “And we dropped them off without protection on top of that.”
“They’re adults, Eddy…” I held her stare.
“They’re adults, yes,” she confirmed. “But the two of them have zero self-control, even less self-awareness, and absolutely no boundaries when it comes to each other. They also have a hundred percent no-condom rate each time they get together. Which is a terrible idea.”
I laughed. “Kind of sounds exciting.”
“If you think living on the edge of death is exciting…” She fully sat up. “Whoa.”
“Headache?” I asked as I turned to the cabinets and got a glass down before filling it with water.
She watched me move around the kitchen as I hunted for ibuprofen and Tylenol.
“Ache is too mild of a word,” she admitted. “More like an ice pick to my brain.”
Eddy
“Why’d you drink so much?” he asked.
