Page 48 of Obsession on Repeat
"Are you alone?"
"Gina, go away!"
"Fine. Whenever you’re done with… whatever you’re doing in there and you see Rory, tell her that Vanessa is looking for her." The sounds of Gina’s departing footsteps echoed down the hall.
I shot to my feet. "Shit, I lost track of the time."
"You’ll be fine, trust me." He reached out to cup my shoulder with his hand. "Rory—"
"Please don’t say anything else. I need time to think and figure things out before…" I stepped away from him. "I like you, too, and that’s part of my problem. You throw me off balance. I can’t think when I’m around you."
He unlocked the door, swinging it open. "Get back to the booth. I’ll find Vanessa and let her know everything’s okay."
I hesitated. "Thank you."
"Don’t mention it."
"Are you finally headed home?"
I looked up from where I was sitting on the couch, my legs crossed and stared at Gina leaning against the open booth door. I shrugged. "I’m not sure."
"I’m guessing Vanessa left that for you earlier."
"Yeah, she stopped by to talk… about stuff."
She approached the couch and plopped down next to me, spotting the Jack Daniels on the table. "Are you okay? You seemed a bit distracted tonight, not that I could tell by the music. You had this place rocking off the hinges. Vanessa was pleased at the number of compliments and requests she received."
"Requests?"
"You know, for private parties and events." She stretched out, propping her feet up on the coffee table. "What do yousay we get drunk and talk about whatever comes to mind? It’d be a shame for that liquor to go to waste."
I smiled softly. "You want me to get drunk and say something embarrassing."
"If it’s about Asher, that’s fine by me."
"There’s nothing to say about him."
"Then what was going on in the hallway the other day and then later in the bathroom?"
My mouth dropped open at the smug look on the other woman’s face. "Get your mind out of the gutter."
She giggled, reaching for the liquor bottle and the shot glass beside it. "That’s how it always starts. A kiss or two then boom, you’re doing the mambo in the club bathrooms."
"I didn’t kiss him!"
She poured us both a shot and drank it, filling it again before shoving my shot glass toward me. I accepted it, holding it between my hands. "It’s okay to be tempted. This club is definitely the place for it. Euphoria is named for exactly that reason."
"I’m not going to cross that line." I swallowed the liquor and shuddered. "I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to that taste."
She grabbed my shot glass to fill it again. "That means you haven’t had enough. Trust me, you’ll stop noticing after a couple rounds. Tell me more about Sullivan."
"Can we not talk about him? Everyone keeps asking about him, and I don’t want to talk about him."
"Okay, fine. Let’s talk about your birthday. Do you have any big plans?" She paused at the look that crossed my face. "Bad topic?"
"I hate birthdays. It’s a long story about an ex I don’t want to ever share, ever."
Gina grabbed the entire liquor bottle, taking a long swig from it. "Kick ass. That means I don’t have to get you a gift."
