“Not at all.”

As much as Alix enjoyedthe view, she missed Veronica’s lips and body against hers. She pulled Veronica back in and captured her with more intense kisses. The way Veronica melted against her was divine. They were somehow a perfect fit.

Eager for more, Alix reached for the hem of her shirt, desperate to pull it off. Her clumsy alcohol-heavy arms let her down again and she got stuck in the fabric.

“Help!”

Veronica came to her aid, freeing her from the shirt prison. She was chuckling the entire time and Alix burst into another bout of giggles. All the alcohol she drank was definitely catching up with her and turning her into a silly mess. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d been this drunk. Maybe never, except for the very first times she’d experimented with beer and alcopops as a teen. There was always too much pressure to be responsible and good for her to let loose.

But not tonight. Tonight, she was delightfully drunk and determined to live for herself for once. She wanted fun and sex and freedom.

Once she was rid of her shirt, she attempted to undo her own bra and struggled with it all the same. For some reason, her arms were twisting the wrongway and not managing to accomplish what she wanted.

“My fingers aren’t working,” Alix complained, snorting when she realised what she just said. “That’s not good for later. At least my tongue’s fine.”

“Are you sure? Because you’re slurring a little,” Veronica teased. She sat down on the bed, her hand resting on Alix's thigh. “Are you sure you want to continue? You might be a bit too drunk.”

“No, let’s do this!” Alix countered. She jumped off the bed so she could remove her jeans but staggered and thudded down on the ground. A shock of pain travelled up through her tailbone but it wasn’t nearly as bad as the embarrassment welling up in her. So much for being sexy and seductive.

Veronica held her hand out. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, just hurt my bum,” Alix admitted sheepishly.

“I would offer to kiss it better but I think maybe you should have some water instead,” Veronica said in a very motherly tone. “I’ll get you some.”

While Veronica opened the window and grabbed a bottle of water from the mini bar, Alix sat back down on the bed. Her head was spinning and she wanted to die of embarrassment. The one timeshe tried to have a fun casual hook-up, she was actually too drunk to make it happen.

She had some water and enjoyed the fresh air, both helping to sober her up. It was slightly strange to have someone who was practically a stranger look after her with such attentiveness and care. It felt more intimate than making out, especially because they were both half undressed.

Alix reached for her shirt and pulled it back on. Even without buttoning it up, it made her feel less exposed and vulnerable. Unsurprisingly, Veronica put her shirt back on too which made it pretty clear the night was over.

“I’m sorry,” Alix said. “I didn't realise I was this drunk.”

Veronica gave her a smile. “No, you seemed fine at the club.”

“I think it only properly hit me now.” Alix put the bottle aside. While the water helped, her head was still heavy and had started to pound. “Sorry, I think I need a moment to lie down.”

“Go for it.”

Alix wanted to apologise some more but as soon as her head hit the pillow, the world started slipping away from her. She slurred some more words as sleep took over, bringing the night to a final, sexless, embarrassing end.

FOUR

Alix

Alix huggedher stomach as the car went over a speedbump. Her whole body was aching from the copious amounts of alcohol she drank last night and she had a pounding headache on top of that.

“You’re being quiet,” her mum remarked from the driver’s seat. “Where were you last night? Why didn't you come home until this morning?”

Memories of her time with Veronica flooded her mind and she pushed them away before they made her feel even more awkward.

As lovely as the whole night had been, wakingup in a random empty hotel room with just a thank you note hadn’t exactly been good for her ego.

Just thinking about it made Alix physically recoil. So embarrassing. She’d known it would likely be a one-night thing, something born from convenience and opportunity, but she hadn’t expected to be thrown aside like that.

“Alix?” her mum prompted, her eyes fixed on the road.

“I was out with Aditi and stayed over at her place,” Alix lied, mentally sending an apology to one of her best friends because she was using her as an alibi.