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I nodded, amazed at how drunk some people could get without blacking out.

“Not sure we can keep up with them,” I said, jokingly.

“We could try,” she suggested.

I looked at her, intrigued by the idea of getting drunk.

We usually drank responsibly, and we made sure we had a safe ride home whenever we decided to let loose. Tonight, though, I didn’t want to ruin my chances of seeing them again.

“I won’t get wasted, but you can. I’ll get you home safely afterward,” I promised her.

She started to grin, and she wrapped her arms around my neck to hug me tight. “Perfect! Oh, but make sure I don’t drunk dial or text Morris.”

I laughed and patted her arm. “Don’t worry, I won’t let that happen.”

Chapter 10

LOLA

After drinking one Smirnoff Ice, I switched to Pepsi. I needed to be sober while Willa kept on drinking alcohol with the others. Normally, I would be conversing with everyone, but tonight, there were other things than being stupid on my mind.

I couldn’t shake the idea of the guys being right above my head. I wasn’t sure if they were home, but I had this urge inside of me to go check. I wanted to get a glimpse of them.

“Tell him, Lola! Tell him that I met the man of my dreams last night,” Willa whined, looking rather emotional.

I turned to the guy she was pointing at. Jonah looked amused, grinning like an idiot. He knew how to wind Willa up.

“She really did. And you still don’t have a chance with her, anyway.”

He put his hand to his chest, looking outraged. “How dare you speak like that? Willa and I are meant to be. She knows it. She’s just playing hard to get.”

“I am not!”

“You ghost me all the time!”

I pursed my lips. She really did ghost him whenever she got the chance to. “That should be enough for you to realize that she’s not into you, Jonah.”

He shook his head. “I’m not giving up. What kind of man is it anyway? Can’t be that interesting.”

“He’s actually very interesting. And hot. And older,” Willa stated.

“Since when are you into older guys?” he asked, sounding annoyed.

“Since I met Morris.”

I chuckled and let them go on with their argument. I needed to pee, and I was sure that Willa would survive without me for a few minutes.

I headed down the hallway to get to the bathroom when I heard the doorbell ring. I stopped and looked toward the front door, then Benson came around the corner to go open it. “Didn’t know there were more people coming.”

“Maybe the concert is over,” I said, and Benson shrugged.

I kept standing there as he opened the door, but there was no one out there. I frowned and watched him bending down to pick something up.

“Flowers,” he announced, turning back to me. “Weird.”

“You have a secret admirer,” I told him with a smile. “There’s a card.”

The flowers were beautiful. The bouquet was colorful but not overwhelmingly so. It didn’t look like a bouquet made for a man though, so maybe whoever brought them got the wrong apartment.

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