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“I knew that last shot was going to hit her hard,” Caleb teases, holding her to his side.

“We should just stay at the hotel near the bar tonight,” she suggests.

Dalton nods and rubs his face. “I’m not fit to drive anywhere.”

Caleb shakes his head. “Me neither.” He chuckles as he looks at me. “And you’ve had just as much as she has.”

“More,” I correct before we agree to close our tab and head out.

I started out the night with a desire to claim distance from Dalton, and it looks like I’m ending it with an impossible situation of being stuck with him again.

The hotel isn’t far, and with a drunken walk from the bar, we check at the lobby desk for available rooms. Dalton and I both approach the desk, needing rooms. I let him speak up first because I’m too busy gulping cup after cup of water from the ice-cold tank on the lobby counter.

That’s when I receive the trickiest news of the whole night. With the fog of alcohol clouding my mind, the relentless lust I feel for Dalton making my body hum with need, and the annoying irritation I still feel that he only views me as a hookup, I ask the receptionist to repeat what she just told Dalton.

“I’m sorry, but we only have two rooms,” she states with an apologetic smile.

Chapter 20

Aubrey

Only two vacant rooms? Easy. I’ll share with Lauren and Caleb can share with Dalton. The only problem with that plan is that my best friend is already making out with her man, giggling and damn near trying to wrap her leg around Caleb’s waist.

“Are you sure?” I ask the young woman behind the counter.

Dalton slants me a hard look. He didn’t miss the doubt in my tone. The receptionist didn’t either, raising her brows after a longer appreciative look at Dalton. As though she’s wondering why I wouldn’t want to shack up with a sexy guy like him.

It’s complicated, girl. Trust me.

“I’m sure,” she replies.

Lauren disentangles herself from Caleb and approaches. “We’ll get them,” she tells the receptionist.

Dalton shares a look with me, an unreadable one. Then he holds his hand up to Lauren at the same time he gives the receptionist his black credit card. “No, no worries. On me.”

He’s getting both rooms? One for himself and one for the lovebirds. But where am I gonna go? I don’t have to spell it out that we can’t possibly share a room.

“You want both rooms?” the receptionist checks.

“Wait. What?” Lauren laughs like that’s silly before she raises her brows at me. “You’re going to share a room?”

Caleb steps closer. “They only have two rooms?” He snorts, almost like a chuckle. “That’s what happened to us, remember?” he asks Lauren.

“Yeah. But it was only one room and we were already…” Lauren looks between me and Dalton, finding both of us deadpanned.

“We won’t share a bed,” Dalton says and shrugs. “Either way, none of us are fit to drive.”

“Are you sure?” Caleb asks me seriously. “You and Lauren can share a room.”

Thank you!

“No, no need.” Dalton shrugs again. “Two beds. I’m going to pass out as soon as I hit the bed.”

I sigh. Lauren grins at Caleb, seeming to think her night of burning up the sheets with Caleb is back on. Another flicker of envy hits me. Is the new-boyfriend phase really that exciting? I don’t remember it ever hitting me like it has for her.

“Yeah. Whatever. It’s fine.”

Lauren and Caleb don’t wait up, snuggling close as Caleb takes the room-card key from Dalton’s hand. They leave toward the elevator, kissing again and stumbling as they try to get as flush as possible and remain moving forward.

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