Chapter 137: So drunk
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"What the fuck, Monique?!" I shouted, making my voice echo in the pool area. "You're fired. Stay away from me." Then I turned and marched away from her, but not before I peered back and saw her grinning at me. Crazy bitch.
I joined luis and Lane who were still in the coffee shop, slumping down in an open seat.
"How'd it go?" Luis asked, still looking completely trashed.
"She's fired." I rubbed the back of my neck to relieve some stress. "She jumped me and kissed me."
Luis slid his sunglasses down to peer at me. "Do I need to go in there and scratch the bitches eyes out? Because I totally will."
"Nah, let's not make a scene. It's over with," I replied.
Lane slapped me on the back. "Enough with the sour faces. We're about to work together again, brother. Let's go celebrate."
Luis groaned as he slid his sunglasses back down. "It's 9 a.m. Lane. I need my bed, not celebrating."
"Ah! Don't be a pussy! We're in Miami! The celebration is on me." He turned his glance to me. "Come on, Drake, I'm pumped."
I chuckled. I was pumped as hell that Lane was joining my team and a drink actually sounded nice after what I had just been through.
"Fuck it, let's do it."
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I lost count on the number of bars we had hit up by mid-afternoon. It amazed me how many bars were open that early in the day. Luis and Lane were laughing beside me over their own personal joke as I sat in my chair and tried to focus on my phone in front of me. Lynn had been on my mind all day, regardless of the mental state I was in.
Drake: Hi bby, missng u. Xoxo
My eyes squinted as I tried to reread my text but it was all a blur. If I screwed it up, I'm sure she'd be able to figure out what I was saying.
"Wait, what day is it?" I asked.
Lane burst out laughing as he slapped me on the back. "It's Sunday, man."
I groaned. Sunday was the day I was supposed to head home, hoping to be there before lynn showed up. She was due home late tonight, that's all I knew.
"Shit," I slurred, "I have to go, guys. Lynn will be home tonight."
"lynn will be there, man, stay out with us." Lane slapped me on the back before he flagged the bartender down and paid our tab.
I stumbled from the stool as I got up and then luis was right there to help me. He giggled into my chest as he wrapped an arm around my hips and my arm around his shoulders. We walked unsteadily, at best, toward the exit. I needed some fresh air, and probably a bed, but Lane was relentless on this celebrating thing. I've tried to leave a few times now with no success.
"Where to now?" I asked luis.
"Hell if I know. Lane!" He shouted right next to my ear as I squeezed my eyes shut to block out the pain. "Where to?"
"Our next stop is the best one yet, boys." Lane stepped up to our Uber and helped me into the back before they both climbed in after me.
The back seat was cramped but their bodies were helping mine stay up straight. I hadn't been this drunk in so long. Normally I'd have a few drinks to take the edge off, but this was ridiculous.
When the Uber stopped again, I saw the flashing lights of a strip club and shook my head.
"No," I thought I said, but I wasn't sure if my mouth moved at all. Lynn would be livid if she knew that I was at a strip club right now.
"Don't worry, big guy, I'll make sure you're good," luis patted my leg as we got out of the Uber and headed inside.
The club music pounded through my head, but I was thankful that the lighting in here was dim. My head couldn't take any bright lights right now. Lane led us toward a back corner booth before I slumped down and took a few steadying breaths.
"He doesn't look so good, Lane," luis commented as he loomed over me. Then he grabbed my face and turned it this way and that. "He's a little pale. Maybe we should get him a water for now."
Lane chuckled as the topless waitress walked over. "Hey, sweetheart, we'll take two Long Islands and a water."
Oh thank God. I honestly couldn't do another drink right now. The room was finally starting to slow its spin and I could concentrate a bit more now. But when I remembered that we were in a strip club, my thoughts immediately went to lynn. She wouldn't be happy that I was here, just as much as I wasn't.
"Why are we here?" I muttered.
"I'd like to introduce you to someone," Lane answered before he waved someone over.
My head weighed a hundred pounds, making me have to lean back against the booth as I closed my eyes. This celebration thing could seriously end now. I wanted to go home.
Then I felt someone straddle my lap as my head whipped forward and came face to face with bare breasts. I moved my gaze up to see the woman's face and had a moment of deja vu. Did I know this woman?
She danced and grinded against me as she smiled. "Hey, darlin'. It's been a long time."
My brow furrowed as I tried to recall who she was, completely ignoring the fact that she was dancing on me. Who the hell was this woman? She had a familiar face but it was older.
Lane chuckled as he leaned in toward me. "Nicest tits in Miami, am I right, brother?"
I let my eyes drop down to her breasts again, noticing that they were actually really nice. Then I grabbed her hips and held her steady.
"You're beautiful, but I'm taken and uncomfortable with this." I moved her off of my lap as she laughed.
"Still as honorable as I remember."
Luis leaned in next and asked, "Who the hell is this?"
"Beats me," I replied.
Lane and this woman laughed as she sat on his lap and faced me.
"You really don't remember me?" She asked, sounding a bit offended.
I shook my head. "No, I really don't."
Lane nudged me. "This is Brooke Saddle."
All the color drained from my face as I stared into her familiar face. Holy fuck. Brooke Saddle was the first woman I ever did a scene with. It was the scene that truly broke me into the adult film industry.
"She's looking to get off the stage and back into the industry, but not as an actress. Got any room for an assistant for the girls?" Lane inquired.
I gulped, still gawking at her on Lane's lap. She was still as gorgeous as I remembered, but had aged like fine wine. I was so damn nervous during that shoot but she was incredibly professional and helped me through every second of it. I was a young punk and she was close to thirty at the time. We lost touch shortly after that when I became Drake Hudson and blew up.
"That would actually be great. I'm, um..." I paused to squeeze my eyes shut as the room began to spin again. My head fell back onto the booth as I took a few steadying breaths. "I'm still growing my staff."
The waitress finally arrived with my water and I chugged it until I was out of breath. Lane and Brooke laughed at me as luis continued to stare over at her. He looked as shell-shocked as I felt. Lane was full of surprises today, but I think it was time to call it a night.
"We, um, should head back. I need to sleep this off before lynn gets home."
"Lynn? So it's true?" Brooke asked as her eyes moved between me and Lane.
Lane grinned. "It's true. Drake is officially off the market."
"I can't wait to meet her," Brooke said as she slapped my knee. "You boys behave yourselves tonight. I have to get ready to go on stage. Have a drink on me, okay?" And then she was off.
I pinned Lane with my glare. "That was dirty, man. You could have warned me that we were coming here to meet her. I haven't seen her in years."
"Surprise is my element, brother." Lane laughed. "Enjoy the show, fellas, I'm going to go get me a lap dance." He stood up and left the booth.
"Who the hell is Brooke Saddle, and what the hell just happened?" Luis asked next to me.
I groaned. "Brooke is an ex-actress for XXX Studios. She was the first woman I ever did a scene with." I ran my hand over my face before I chugged some more water. My buzz was very slowly going away, thank God.
Luis inhaled a sharp breath. "Ooo, lynn isn't going to like this."
My head whipped to him. "Why not? Brooke was very professional. There's nothing between us. You saw that."
"I saw that you were a complete gentleman, but she was literally eye-fucking you the whole time, man. You might want to rethink this when you're sober."
The music got louder as the stage lights flashed, pulling my attention there. Brooke stepped out on stage as the men surrounding it cheered. She was still gorgeous and moved her body like a songstress. My eyes held her, but only her face, not her body. But seeing her up there reminded me of our scene together and how I had felt fucking her all those years ago. I was still so new to everything and had a little crush on Brooke back in the day. Fucking her was the highlight of my first days before it all became numb to me. Seeing her all these years later reminded me how naive I was back then.
"Let's go. Lane can find his way back." I needed to get out of here and get some sleep. Lynn might be coming home tonight, but I wouldn't be. I didn't want her to see me like this. I'd sleep this off and head home in the morning.
Luis helped me out of the booth before we made our way outside and into the Uber, heading back to the hotel.
