hand and frowned.
"What the hell do you care anyway?" I stared at him, demanding an answer.
"You haven't had much to eat. It just seems like a lot of alcohol for such a little girl."
I snorted. "I am not a little girl and I can take care of myself."
"I'm sure you can." His eyes grazed over me.
Trails of heat followed the path of his eyes across my body and stole the air from my lungs. "I can." Far from witty, but it was all I could think to say.
He nodded and one side of his mouth curved up into a devious smile. "Sometimes though, it can be fun to let someone else take care of you too."
Thoughts of Sebastian naked and 'taking care' of me in several different ways flashed through my mind as the tequila took over. I fought the urge to reach out and run my fingers over his lips. I wanted to touch him, taste him, feel him inside me. He stepped closer and I swore I could feel electricity jump between our bodies.
He took my hand and my heart nearly stopped dead. "What I wouldn't give to know what was going on in that pretty little head of yours."
My cheeks burned with embarrassment. I pulled my hand from his and took a step back. "That will have to remain a mystery because I won't be telling."
"Oh, come now, Lexi. There must be something you could share with me." He tilted his head and raised one eyebrow.
"I think I'll just leave it up to your imagination. You do have an imagination, don't you, Sebastian?"
He stepped closer once again and slid one hand around me, resting it on the small of my back. "I would love to show you just how creative I can be."
My skin burned under his hand and his breath fell against my neck sending shivers down my spine. Every part of me screamed out for his touch. I had to do something quick or I might have tried to undress him right then and there.
My head spun with dizziness and I pushed him back to twirl out of his grasp. I tried to hop up on the railing to sit since I was starting to really feel the tequila, but I lost my balance and nearly fell. The only thing between me and the prickly shrubs below was a set of strong hands around my waist, pulling me back against a muscular chest. I leaned against him, breathing in a mixture of expensive cologne and something I couldn't quite place, that wiped all rational thought from my head. I wanted to fill my lungs with his scent and run my tongue over his skin to see if he tasted as good as he smelled.
"Lexi, look at me. Are you all right?" he asked in a serious tone, pulling me back to look me over. I wanted to protest, tell him to pull me close again but the room started to spin and my words seemed lost in the haze.
CHAPTER FOUR
I tried opening my eyes, but they didn't want to cooperate. The overwhelming brightness of the room coupled with the throbbing pain that echoed throughout my skull was too much to tolerate. I felt around and squinted against the sunlight, trying to figure out where I ended up. It didn't take much to realize it was not my own bed.
I ran my hand over the soft t-shirt I was wearing and tried to think back to the last thing I could remember. The church was clear, including the guy with the mole hitting on me, but I did deserve that for using him to tease Kat. Another man flashed into my mind. He was tall, with piercing blue eyes, and hot as hell. I remembered doing shots of tequila at the rehearsal dinner. Oh why did I do so many? My head throbbed in agreement.
Someone rolled over next to me and let out a little snore.
Shit, I'm not alone .
Panic washed over me alongside a wave of nausea. I tried to pry my eyes open, but the light stung, and my vision blurred. That was all it took. I dragged myself to the side of the bed and vomited.
"Shit, Lex, you're six inches from the bucket I gave you," Matt groaned as he pulled my hair back in a futile effort to keep it free of puke.
"Matt?" I croaked, my throat burning from the acid.
"Of course. Who did you think it was?" He tried to stifle