All in (Leaving Las Vegas) by Aleah Barley

Author:Aleah Barley [Barley, Aleah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Entangled: Ignite
Published: 2016-01-04T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Edgar Blethins was boring, even for an accountant. Daisy talked to him about statistics for a few minutes before sending him on his way. The music was loud. The party was crowded. She wanted to go back to her room and eat something that wasn’t finger food.

But first, she’d stop by the bathrooms and find Ryan. He could come back to her room with her.

He was cute and smart—when he wasn’t pretending to be someone else— and though they might not be dating, he made a pretty good friend.

She might be a little tipsy.

She stood up and swayed in her high heels.

Strike that.

She was really tipsy, bordering on drunk. It was the third vodka tonic that had done it. Her brows furrowed. Okay, it was probably the first vodka tonic that had made her tipsy. With the third one, she was hammered.

It felt good.

For the first time in ages, she felt completely and utterly relaxed. All her worries had vanished in a haze of club music and alcohol. She wanted to find Ryan and tell him.

Then she wanted to kiss him silly.

It was against the rules, but, at the moment, Daisy was feeling like a rebel.

She tightened her grip on the borrowed jacket, enjoying the masculine scent that clung to the collar, and took a tentative step forward.

“Watch yourself, doll.” A large hand gripped her arm as Bullet rushed to stop her from falling. “You doing okay?”

“Sure thing.” She licked her lip, tasting the last hint of vodka and lime. “I need to go to the restroom.”

“Okay.” Bullet wrapped his arm around her side. “Let’s go.”

“Men’s room,” Daisy clarified. “I need to find Ryan.”

There was a long pause. “Ryan’s not in the men’s room, Daisy.”

“Oh.” She frowned. “He must have gone back up to his room. I’ll go there.”

His room was probably better anyway. It was late. She was horny. The soft kisses she had planned could just as easily turn into something else. A burst of electricity zipped through her body to bury itself deep in her core.

Oh, yeah. She was going to get laid tonight.

“He’s not in his room,” Bullet interrupted her thoughts, his voice gentle. It was the same tone he’d taken when she’d wanted to drop out of Harvard because it was so damn hard. It was the same voice he’d used at her mother’s funeral.

Her stomach rolled. “What aren’t you telling me, Bullet?”

“Your boyfriend—Ryan—I’ve been keeping an eye on him.” There was a short pause. “You know he’s got a woman visiting him at all hours? Some leggy blonde?”

The woman from the first morning. Daisy was going to throw up. “It’s not possible.”

“She was at his room last night.”

It was a mistake; she let out a sigh of relief. It had all been a giant mistake. “Ryan wasn’t in his room last night. He was in mine.”

“Before he went to your room, doll.”

Before. Her head was pounding. Was that why he’d shown up at her room all wet from the shower? He’d wanted to wash off the scent of his girlfriend before he seduced Daisy.

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