#DRUNK?!#

ALEX'S POV

Did I hear him say 'Lyla'? I should've known... he was probably drunk. Would explain the slip up in the kitchen but how did he pull it off so smoothly? Taking precautions since the drink was most likely kicking in now I face him in the dim light.

"Do you blame her for your grandmother's death?" I ask softly and he hums a reply with his eyes closed.

"I never blamed anyone. Just blamed her because there was no one else to blame... but myself" He spoke while adjusting himself and I knew he was talking about me. So he really didn't blame me for Lindy's death, just a petty excuse... but that won't suffice.

I will just have to wait till tomorrow.

MYHTHIAS' POV

I woke to my throat itching for water as I stumbled to the kitchen gulping down a gallon. I quickly took a shower feeling myself sweaty. Smiling, I felt memories of last night flood slowly remembering Lyla and her puppy dog eyes but somehow I felt as if I didn't sleep with her. This time it felt different...more ecstatic I may add.

Weird. I walk back to see the pillow beside mine in a weird angle. I squint and realized someone slept here. Fuck! No one ever sleeps on my bed and I Fucking warned her not to come to my bedroom. I quickly text her as usual and she replies with a heart broken emoji.

I further enquire as to why she was acting like this when she replies after a few years with a whole essay. Sighing I skim through it and find out that she left early yesterday, probably why she was mad... somebody didn't get some.

But then reality hits me until I run into Dan sipping on coffee as he snickers at me.

"What." I say irritated while trying to fix my tie that was just not cooperating with me today.

"Nothing." Was his straightforward answer until I arch my brows.

"You have that ugly face of yours directed at me. Speak Don." I say emphasising at his nickname I gave him. It reminded me of the first time we met, I kept calling him Don instead of Dan for some reason and it stuck.

"Someone had a rough night last night..." He continues while shaking his head. I wasn't getting it.

"Ya Man, heard you turned down Lyla. She's so dramatic why have not killed her yet?" Jake says pouring coffee for himself while looking something up on his IPad.

"Oh, would explain why his not in his usual mood." Dan says while giving a wink.

"No. I mean YES! I did sleep with someone last night, I was a little drunk" I say checking my phone once again.

"I almost choked! Did you sleep with a ghost bud? Because you sent everyone off early last night. No workers-" Jake says until we hear Dan chuckling loudly as he points slowly behind me. I turn my face and see Alex.

Oh Fuck! Tell me I didn't but I see Alex narrowing her eyes at me and not in a good way.

Unintentionally I licked my lips seeing her in all black; a halter top with tight skinny jeans hugging her wide waist and a leather jacket on her shoulders.

I piece together last night's memories remembering the feeling of her soft skin, just how her lips felt against mine and most of all me being inside her. It was amazing last night I had to admit but her face said otherwise until I smirked at her.

I felt the tables turn as she gives a smile and nears me looking into my eyes. I was stupid enough to think she'd actually kiss me but I look down to see her fix my tie.

"I'm going out with Buttercup. To take care of some business." She said as I hummed a response all the while focusing on her perfecting my tie and gives my chest a pat.

As she turned around I felt a sharp pain in my torso, my guts. I think all the water I downed must be on the verge of coming out. No way. As I pull my head out of my ass from zoning out Alex had kneed me and damn was she strong!

"You know, I scratch your back you scratch mine." She says with a sweet smile walking out of the house with Dan suppressing a chuckle.

"Damn. I didn't know you were that small..." Jake says raising his brows as soon as they left.

"What?" Did he just refer to my member?

"You had it coming. You didn't satisfy her ne-"

"Shut the fuck up!" I smacked the back of his head almost making the coffee he sipped come out from his nose. "It's because I did the same to her when she was in the cell, the time when grandmother passed." I say feeling as though it happened years ago.

Jake just shakes his head and hands me his IPad. I read the message and smile up to him.

"Let's fuck things up shall we?" I say as Lester joins us as well looking fit and healthy. Like he didn't just take a bullet and almost bled to death.

"Isn't it our job?" I nod to his reply as we all gear up knowing we are going to have a long day ahead of us.

Here we come Jace Blackwell...