Series: Fever Falls Series by Riley Hart
Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 85157 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85157 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
The waitress set my fourth drink in front of me, and I swallowed half of it in long gulps.
“Are you sure you guys aren’t together?” I asked as they continued bickering. It had come as a shock to me that Beau was gay, as in homosexual—he liked men, dated men, and that was something that everyone knew about him. Maybe it shouldn’t have been so surprising to me, but it was.
“We’re not. Why?” Beau asked.
“Just the nitpicking back and forth. It reminds me of someone in a relationship.” After picking up my glass, I took another drink just as Lincoln spoke.
“Do you want to have a threesome with us? I’d be willing to make a sacrifice by sleeping with Beau if it was for the greater good, if that’s what you keep hinting at.”
Alcohol somehow got lodged in my throat, or went down the wrong pipe, and I snorted it. My nose burned. Shit, my fucking nose stung. I’d somehow gotten alcohol in my nose. My life flashed before my eyes, my vision blurring as Lincoln laughed and Beau’s hand came down over and over on my back.
When I finally worked through it, Beau’s hand slipped away. Shaking my head, I began, “I’m not… I said I wasn’t… Not that I have anything against…”
“Relax. I’m kidding. Kind of. I would take one for the team, but you’re straight, I get it. And as much fun as this is, I need to get going. I’m meeting Cam and Sawyer.”
“Who are Cam and Sawyer?” I asked.
It was Beau who answered. “Camden and Sawyer are friends of ours.” Then he asked Lincoln, “You guys are going out tonight?”
“Yeah, to Fever. We would have asked you, but we knew you wouldn’t go to a club if it wasn’t Saturgay.”
Had he said Saturgay? Shit. I shook my head. I must have been drunker than I thought. I was hearing things.
“Here, let me give you some money toward the food and drinks.” Lincoln pulled out his wallet, and I waved him off.
“No, like I said. It’s on me. You can get it next time. Do you really have to go?” If Lincoln left, Beau would leave, and I would have to go home, which was the last thing I wanted to do.
“Next time?” Lincoln cocked a brow.
I shrugged. “Yeah…if it happens. If not, that’s cool too.”
Lincoln smiled. “I’ll get it next time.” Then he stood, followed by Beau, which meant I should stand up as well.
My legs wobbled, feeling slightly weak, as did I.
“Are you walking to Sawyer’s?” Beau asked.
“Yeah. My car’s already there. I left it before I came over. Rush has practice or training or some shit like that, so he’s not around. But I don’t think I’m the one you need to worry about driving.”
My mouth opened, an argument right there, but the truth was, he was right. I had zero business behind the wheel of a car.
“Have fun, boys.” Lincoln leaned over the table and kissed Beau’s cheek. I watched his lips touch Beau’s skin as Beau gave him a hug. Then, before I knew it, Lincoln was hugging me and I was standing there with my arms glued to my sides as if I’d never been touched before. What the fuck was wrong with me?
Lincoln left, and I fell back onto the bench. “You’re frowning at me,” I told Beau, who still stood.
“How would you know? You’re not even looking at me.”
“Because I remember what it feels like. You spent your whole life frowning at me. If I hadn’t seen you smile at other people, I wouldn’t have thought you knew how. I was always doing something to disappoint you. At one point, I was determined to get on the good side of Cranky Campbell. Don’t think I ever did, though.” Fucking alcohol giving me loose lips. I did a lot of dumb shit when I drank too much—like have random orgies with women and apparently spilling my guts to Beau.
“Shit,” Beau cursed quietly. “We’ll talk about this in the car. I’m taking you home.”
CHAPTER SIX
Beau
I asked Beau once if he was ever going to have a family…or a serious boyfriend, at least. He said Mom and I were all the family he needed. Maybe it was something I didn’t get…there are things I don’t get, but to me, that sounded sad. I thought Beau deserved better. ~ Love, Kenny
What in the fuck was happening?
Without letting myself think about it much, I tossed money on the table.
“I was supposed to get the bill.”
“You can get it next time,” I told Ash, who looked up at me with glassy eyes.
“Next time?”
“According to you and Linc.” I nudged him with my arm. “Come on, let’s go.”
To my surprise, Ash didn’t argue. He stood, and we walked out of Fever Pitch together. Nodding my head toward the parking lot, I said, “I’m over there—Red Tundra.”