Page 62 of The Chances We Take

We all looked at him in amusement.

“It’s a miracle you haven’t had a kid already.” Jake snickered as Reid pointed out that none of us had kids either.

“This has been fun, but Mikey’s not going to be able to function tomorrow if we keep going,” Hayden pointed out.

“He’s probably right. We should get him back to the cabin,” Jake agreed. “Come on, buddy.” He hoisted Mikey—who could barely stand—up and slid under Mikey’s shoulder to help him out, giving us all a salute before they went out the door. Hayden followed close behind, leaving the girls, Colter, Reid, and me.

“I’m going to head out too.” Sloane yawned.

“I’ll go with you!” Erin offered, giving me a sly grin.

“We should probably go too,” Ellison added, clearly not missing the look Erin gave me. She practically pulled Colter out of the suite, leaving me and Reid as the only ones left.

“I’m going to try to clean some of this up,” he said softly, wringing his hands.

“Oh, I’ll help.” I nodded, leaning forward to pick up a bottle off the table. However, Reid apparently had the same idea, and we bonked heads.

“Ow, fuck.” I groaned, rubbing my forehead.

“Shit, are you okay?” He quickly put down the bottle, grabbing my chin to make me look at him.

I blinked. “Yeah, yeah, I’m fine. Thanks.”

He moved his hand away from my face, muttering, “Sorry. Maybe I…maybe I should get you some ice for that.” He stuttered over his words, and I shrugged, unsure what he was so flustered about.

“It’s fine, Reid. It wasn’t that bad.” I might have a headache in the morning, but the small amount of alcohol I had probably would be contributing. I was a bit ashamed to admit I was a lightweight.

He nodded and continued picking up bottles and shot glasses.

“Mikey sure is something, isn’t he?” I laughed, trying to make conversation.

“That’s one way to put it.” He snorted. “I was surprised to hear some of your answers, though.” I caught a glint of something in his eyes.

“Yeah? I mean, I’m not that crazy. Just been on alotof bad dates.”

“I wonder if some people lied about their answers,” he contemplated, still roaming around the room picking up trash.

“Oh, absolutely. Erin has done half of the things people mentioned, and Ellison and I both know it.” I wasn’t going to admitIalso lied. Erin had—of course—brought up the elephant in the room, saying,“Never have I ever had feelings for anyone in this room.”

Colter and Ellison drank, obviously, but I wasn’t about to reveal my cards. Besides, no one else—namely Reid—drank, so me taking a shot probably would have made it extremely uncomfortable.

“That’s valid. What a way to air out everyone’s secrets, huh?”

“I’m surprised you even have secrets anymore, with Mikey being in your friend group.”

“I basically don’t,” he admitted with a chuckle.

“Well, I’m great at keeping secrets,” I teased, unable to bite my tongue or take it back.

“Is that so?” He looked at me with curious eyes. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

“Looks like we got everything.” I scanned the room, not seeing any leftover bottles or cups. “I should probably go to sleep. Big day and all.” I awkwardly shifted on my feet, unsure of what to do.

“Yeah, me too.” He paused. “Let me walk you to your cabin. Make sure you get there okay.”

“All right,” I agreed.

He gave me anafter youtype gesture when he opened the door, but as I stepped through the doorway, he placed his hand on the small of my back.

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