Without taking another sip, Raz slammed his glass down and stood up. He swayed a bit before righting himself.

“Sit down,” Cas told him. “I’ll have security escort your drunk ass to your suite. You too, Bryce. I’ll get you set up in the hotel.”

Raz plopped back down into his seat. He’d let security escort him to his room. And when he got there, he was going to have a civilized conversation with Monique. He wanted her to tell him what she wanted.

He wanted to know her dreams and aspirations. And then he’d make those things happen for her. As long as she didn’t try to leave him. That was love. Right? This was the first time since he was a teen that he’d had to be escorted home because he was drunk.

Leave it to Cas to request the one guard who could irk Raz’s nerves just as much as his brother did to escort him to his room. His security guard handed him a bottle of water. Raz accepted it as he glared at Leo.

“Drink,” Leo ordered.

“Who’s the boss? You or me?” Raz asked, massaging his forehead.

“Who’s older, you or me?”

Raz chuckled. “You always like to throw that one month around like it means something.”

“In situations like these, that one month gives me seniority. Drink the water.”

Raz leaned against the elevator wall. “I’ve drunk enough.”

“I can tell. Drink and put your code in the elevator.”

“Which one do you want me to do first?” Raz asked, voice slurred.

Leo shook his head. “It’s not even noon yet.”

“I’m a grown man. I don’t need the sun to tell me when I can or can’t drink.”

“Okay, boss. Put in your code. These back elevators won’t go to your floor without the code.”

Raz moved over to the elevator panel. He blinked, forcing his eyes to focus on the numbers and letters. It took a second, butthe mission was accomplished. After punching in his code, he pressedT. The elevator began its journey up.

His head spun, his stomach dropped, and his liquor felt like it was about to come back up. Raz placed his hands against the elevator wall to keep from falling down. He gritted his teeth when Leo chuckled.

“What the fuck you laughing about?” Raz forced through clenched teeth.

“I’m just surprised to see you like this, boss.”

Closing his eyes, he swallowed down his liquor for a second time as they ascended to his floor.

“This is out of character for you,” Leo drawled.

“Why are you here?”

“I work here.”

“You know what the hell I mean. Why are you working day shift? You usually work night shift.”

Leo paused before replying. “Not anymore.”

Raz jerked his gaze to Leo. Why did he do that? Groaning, he waited for the dizziness to pass before speaking again.

“I thought you hated day shift.”

“I don’t hate it. I just...” Leo paused again. “There was someone I liked seeing during the day. She isn’t available at night.”

“Sounds like a prostitute.”