Blake (Season One: The Ninth Inning #2) by Lindsay Paige & Mary Smith

Author:Lindsay Paige & Mary Smith [Paige, Lindsay & Smith, Mary]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B012PG66AE
Publisher: Lindsay Paige and Mary Smith
Published: 2015-10-24T23:00:00+00:00

Sofia: Everything okay?

My thumbs are too big, and I’m too drunk to hit the right buttons, so I call her.

“Blake?”

“Come over,” I wince at my slur, but spit out my address. “Please, Sofia? Just come over. I want to see you.”

“Are you drunk?” she asks.

“Yeah, but it’s okay. Are you coming?” I say my address again, just in case.

“I’ll come, Blakey,” she says softly.

I PARK BEHIND Blake’s truck and rush into his house. I’m thankful that I don’t have to break the door.

“Blake!” I call his name out, but I don’t hear anything. “Blake!” I shut and lock his door and I hear mumbling. “Blake!” I call out again.

I turn to my left and see him on the couch, still in his tux, with a bottle of whiskey on the floor. I rush over to him and try shaking him awake. I say his name over and over again.

Finally, he opens his eyes and incoherently says what I think is my name.

“Sit up, Blake.” I tug on him and, with all my strength, get him up in a seated position.

“Beautiful. You're so beautiful,” he slurs.

“Great.” I throw my hands up. “Now, you want to be open and honest. Let’s get you in a shower, buddy.”

It takes all I have to practically drag him to the bathroom.Thankfully, there’s a full tub and shower. When I flip on the light, I gasp. Blake’s lip is split and his knuckles are bleeding and bruised.

“Oh, Blakey, what did you do? Stay,” I order him. His eyes are closed, and he’s swaying back and forth. I undo his bow tie, fight with the jacket and shirt. He already has his shoes off. Now, for the pants.

“Blakey, this sucks a lot.”

“Hhhmm, suck me.” He sways again.

“Ha. Not happening tonight,” I scoff at him. I flip on the water to freezing cold and close off the drain. I check his pockets, making sure there’s nothing in there that will be ruined.

“I’m leaving you in your pants because the first time I see you, I want you to be somewhat conscious.” He nods, but he doesn’t have a clue what I’m saying. “Walk over here.” I guide him to the edge of the tub. “Just remember I care about you,” I mumble as I push him into the cold water.

The tub is large, so I don’t crack his head on the side. I submerge him and he comes up sputtering, coughing, and cussing. I turn the water off and open the drain.

“Sofia.” He’s still slurring, but his eyes are open. “Fuck.” He tries to jump from the tub, but he’s still drunk and unbalanced. He slides and lands back on his ass. “Fuck.”

“Stop moving, you asshat!” I yell at him. “I’ll help you out.”

“Why did you do this?”

I help him stand and step out. He puts a lot of his weight on me, but it’s not as bad. “To wake you up.”

“Oh no.” Before I figure out what he’s talking about, he rushes to the toilet and vomits his dinner.

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