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I was so never going to drink again

Tanner flashed a brief half-grin and walked in As I closed the door behind him, he dropped his arm, and I couldn’t help but watch the way his biceps stretched the shirt he wore

I folded et you so to drink?"

He shook his head and then turned, heading toward the couch Sucked to adood in nylon sweats He sat on the edge and patted the cushion next to hien of curiosity expanded, as did the anxiety The band around nore the kernel of self-consciousness growing inout of lance "So, what’s going on?"

Blue eyes so bright they alaze snared mine, hooked me in Unsure of why I couldn’t look away, I tensed "How are you feeling?"

"Huh?"

That grin appeared again, and was gone way too fast "You were…a little out of it last night," he reed At least he hadn’t said I was trashed "I’"

"I can iine"

I pursed ? Because if so, I’ve got to say, you hed, and ot all squishy at the deep sound "I actually wanted to co to be cool between us this week"

My ar in my lap I was relieved, but also wary "Why wouldn’t they be?"

One eyebrow lifted "Is that a serious question?"

I yawned loudly as I leaned against the couch cushion "Sure"

Another s at le loose Soet along often" He paused, like he wanted to choose his words wisely "And I just don’t want to ruin it for Kyler and Sydney, you feel ether"

He turned the unnerving, piercing stare toward the TV "Not on purpose"

I started to frown, but ended up yawning again

"I mean, it’s not just you It’s o," he said, and my mouth sort of dropped open as he smoothed his pals"

All I could do was stare at hi?