“Do you have whiskey?”
Her eyes sparkle with what I hope are memories of the pastand she shakes her head. “Whiskey is a mistake.”
“Whiskey is never a mistake.”
“Come in, I can never turn down pizza and I’ll grab thebottle.”
That was what I was hoping for.
* * * *
“Take a shot!” she says as her head falls back on the seatof the couch.
“I didn’t lose.”
“You didn’t win! You have to take a shot.”
I have hadwaytoo much to drink and Hadley canbarely hold her head up, but it’s been the best night I’ve had in a very longtime.
We ate pizza, talked about college and the time that shebeat me in a debate in class. One that I should’ve won, but Professor Stein wasmoody and didn’t think my argument contained passion and depth.
I don’t know what that mattered since I was right.
“You didn’t beat me,” I say, my mouth feeling hard to move.“You take the shot.”
Hadley picks up the glass and knocks it back. “Don’t be apussy. You lost—pay the price.”
I rise to the bait, not willing to let her win, and fill myglass, keeping my eyes on her the whole time and let the liquid slide down mythroat, burning the whole way.
I cough and Hadley bursts out laughing.
My laughter follows and I shake my head. “We’re bothplastered.”
She lifts the bottle, turning her head to the side to lookat it. “We are.”
“Last time we drank this much we had amazing sex,” I leanagainst the coffee table, resting my head on my hand. I have a very heavy head.
“You’re giving yourself a lot of credit there, Hennington. Inever said it was amazing.”
My ego is instantly bruised. “Really?”
“It was decent.”
“Decent?” I ask, no longer feeling too drunk.
She giggles and grabs her full shot glass, tossing it back.Her long brown hair is coming out of her knot thing on her head, her throatexposed, creating a long line as she gulps the liquid down. I am transfixed onher neck, and the soft skin there that I want to run my tongue down.
This is bad. We need to stop.
I grab the bottle, putting it behind me. “No more whiskey.”
Her lips turn into the most adorable pout. “You’re no fun.”
“I’m a lot of fun.”
She scoffs. “Please. You spent all of college doing what?”
“The same thing as you!”
