Page 69 of Fall for You
Maybe this break really was all she’d needed to get her head on straight.
The music cranked up a notch, and Ronnie flinched. She really would love to slip into bed right about now. But this was Margot’s night, not hers. And so she watched Bailey go as Margot ordered another drink and Willow…
She laughed softly. Well, Willow seemed to have taken it upon herself to start up a new dance floor out here in the mainbar area. She’d pushed a couple of tables aside and was going to town, seemingly oblivious of all the people staring.
She shook her head. Willow might be drunk, but at least she was a fun drunk.
“To me!” Margot raised a shot glass, and Ronnie bit back a groan.
The shot was a vibrant blue, and while she didn’t know the actual name of it, she was gonna go with Bad Decision.
And sure enough…
Seconds after her sister drained the glass, she went deathly pale, her sloppy smile disappearing as she started to sway on her feet.
Uh-oh.
“Margot?” Ronnie darted forward just as her sister clapped a hand over her mouth and pushed away from the bar. With a curse, Ronnie captured Margot around the waist and helped her to the bathroom.
“Hold it,” she quietly begged as she hauled her sister down the short passageway and elbowed the door open.
They made it just in time, Ronnie slapping the toilet lid up as Margot dropped to her knees.
The sounds coming out of her sister were far from pleasant, the smell even worse, and Ronnie fought her own gag reflex as she held Margot’s hair in a ponytail.
“Ronnie?” Margot moaned once she was finally done.
“Yeah, hon?”
“Can we go home?”
Brushing a loose tendril off Margot’s pale cheek, she smiled down at her sister. “Yeah, of course.”
She wanted to sigh with relief, but she couldn’t just walk out of here and forget about Margot’s friends, not to mention Willow…
“Give me a minute, okay?” She stroked Margot’s hair back as she nodded miserably. “I’ll be right back.”
Ronnie rushed out of the bathroom and headed for the bartender, who had the air of a man who’d seen it all.
“I have to take my sister home,” she called above the music. “Any chance you can make sure these girls get home safely?”
He gave her a pained frown but nodded anyway. “I’ll get them into Ubers.”
“You’re a champion. Thank you.”
Responding with a thumbs-up, he walked to the other end of the bar to deal with a drink request, and Ronnie cast a wary eye to the girls at the other end of the bar. Willow was still dancing and clearly in her own little world.
Ronnie winced, glancing back at the bartender and hoping he’d be true to his word.
She should probably stay and make sure, but…
Margot needed to get home.
And the bartender had promised.
It was the best she could do.
“I’ll settle the check now,” she told the man when he wandered back her way, making sure to leave a hefty tip for his kindness in looking after the strays who were staying behind.
