Page 17 of The Rules of Dating a Younger Man

“Umm…”

“Come on. At least for one drink?”

I sensed she was about to say yes, but then Kyra looped her arm through mine. “I’m in!”

Alex’s face fell. “I think I’m going to pass. It’s been a long day. But you young people should go enjoy yourselves.”

Young people.

She pretty much ran out of the house after that.

My mood was somber the rest of the night. I always had a good time with my friends, but after two beers, I was ready to go to my room and get some sleep. Kyra, on the other hand, had a little too much fun in a very short time. She could barely walk when we got back to the hotel. Owen, Colby, and Holden had rooms on the first floor. Lucky me had a room on the same floor as Kyra, so I got the honor of making sure the drunk girl got back to her room safely.

I pushed the button for the elevator and guided her inside when it arrived. As the doors slid closed, she threw her arms around my neck.

“I think you’re schmexy,” she cooed.

I peeled her arms off. “And I think you’re a little drunk.”

She leaned in, pushing her big tits against my chest, and traced my mouth with her fingernail. “I thought you were sexy before I had anything to drink.”

I reached over and pushed the button for the fifth floor, even though it was already illuminated and we were moving. The damn car felt like it was crawling.

I put my hands on Kyra’s shoulders and gently nudged her a few steps back. “What’s your room number, Kyra?”

She batted her eyelashes. “Have you ever had elevator head?”

Before I could respond, she sank to her knees and reached for my belt.

Which was exactly the position she was in when the elevator doors slid open on the fifth floor…

And Alex was standing on the other side.

My eyes flared wide. “Fuck. This isn’t what it looks like.”

CHAPTER 5

Brayden

Alex disappeared into another elevator instead of sticking around to let me explain. The doors closed, and she was gone.

Great.

Just fucking great.

I couldn’t even blame her. That had looked bad. I was going to have a hell of a lot of explaining to do.

“I have to go,” I said to Kyra, leaving her to go back alone to whatever room she was in on this floor.

I returned to the elevator and pressed the button for the lobby as quickly as possible. Of course, as luck would have it, the elevator stopped on the very next floor. My forehead started to perspire as an old man with a walker entered at a snail’s pace.

The doors finally closed, and we began descending again.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

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