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“But you don’t drink,” Raina argued with me as I picked up the liqueur. “Foster…”
I sent her a funny look as I twisted off the cap. “What makes you think I don’t drink?”
“Because I’ve spent the last two weeks stuck to your side through every hour of the day, and you haven’t imbibed once. Not even last weekend when you were hanging out at Archer House, and everyone else there was drinking.”
“I only drink in safe, controlled environments, and I still had to drive home that night,” I answered before I took a slug straight from the bottle, only to wince and gasp as I pulled it away. “Holy shit. That’s like drinking straight syrup, isn’t it? Bleh.”
I smacked my burning lips as cinnamon fire spread through my belly.
Raina was still stuck on what I’d said, though. “A safe, controlled environment,” she repeated, shaking her head. “What does that even mean?”
“It means that everyone present has to be settled in at that location for the rest of the night with no apparent dangers around for anyone to get hurt.” With a shrug, I lifted the bottle to my lips again. “I’m a worrier, okay?”
The next swallow wasn’t so awful.
No, scratch that. It was just as bad as the first.
With a grimace, I glanced at Raina. “I can’t believe you drink this shit.”
“It’s not that bad,” she argued with a scowl. “And besides, Kinsey brought it.”
“Ah. Kinsey,” I answered. “That makes more sense.”
“What does that mean?”
I shook my head. “No idea.” And I took another gulp. “Just that she’s not you.”
“Seriously,” she warned. “You don’t have to chug it like that. Are youtryingto get drunk?”
“I’m hoping it won’t taste so awful if Iamdrunk,” I argued as I began to wander around her apartment.
The place was small, but now that it was clean it was pretty charming.
I could actually see myself living here with Raina.
Our own little love nest.
Spinning toward her, I suddenly realized I hadn’t asked if I could stay over the night. “You don’t mind if I sleep in your bed, do you?”
She blinked at me as if I’d lost my mind. “I mean, I’ve been sleeping in yours; it’s only fair.”
“Good.” I strolled my way back into her bedroom and plopped down on the mattress. “I like your bed. It smells like...”
Falling back onto the mattress, I drew in a deep breath, inhaling the scent, and Raina dryly answered, “It smells like me.”
I smiled. “Yeah…”
It was nice to finally get to smell her. I rolled to bury my nose in the covers.
A second later, she gasped in surprise. “Oh my God. Are you drunkalready?”
I laughed and rolled back onto my spine to face her. “I am a lightweight,” I warned. “But not quitethatmuch of one.” Kicking off my shoes, I got comfortable on her bed.
Watching her, I took another drink, only to hiss, “Okay, maybe Iamthat much of one.” But my head was seriously beginning to feel buzzy. “Damn, how long has it been since I last drank anything?”
As Raina slumped down next to me on the mattress, I took another drink and studied her, remembering exactly how long it had been since I’d last had sex.
Longing rippled through me as I ran my gaze over her legs that she’d tucked in a crisscross fashion under her as she settled beside me.
