“What happened?” asked Jessica.
“I had a Tequila Sunrise. That’s enough for any woman in a single day. I’m going home.”
“Good idea. You don’t look well at all.”
CHAPTER ELEVEN
“Hey. Wake up.”
“Chrissy?” mumbled Saks. Her voice sounded raspy and low to his ears, but he was so tired he barely took notice.
“No, Mr. Hopeful. Wake up.”
Luke’s rough voice bounced off the walls of Saks’ room. He winced as Luke drew apart the heavy curtains he had over the window.
“Put that thing away,” he groaned.
“What thing?” said Luke.
“The sun. Put it away.”
“Sorry, buddy, but you have to get up. I let you sleep too long. Emily chewed me out about it on the phone.”
“Okay, okay,” mumbled Saks, lying on his back with his arm over his eyes. His head hurt less if he didn’t move. However, Luke wouldn’t let him get away with it.
Luke coughed loudly. “I can’t run a business like this. Oakie is coming over to watch you.”
“Oakie? No man. Not him.”
“He’s the only one available. Emily’s morning sickness is kicking up and Spider has a job.”
“I’ll be fine, really.”
“Nope. Can’t leave you alone.”
“Where are my brothers in my time of need?”
“They have jobs. Just like you.”
“I hope I have a job. My boss can be a real dick sometimes.”
“I’ll be sure to tell him.”
“Gee, thanks.”
“Well, I’ll tell Emily that you were talking if not walking when I left.”
“What? No breakfast?”
“Sorry, dude, you’re on your own for that.”
“Damn. I thought taking care of me was on you.”
“Me? No, I made sure you didn’t croak during the night. You want food in the morning, you need to work on your skills with women.”
“I’m pretty sure every woman on the planet immediately resents that you see them as the primary cook for breakfast.”
“Hey. I didn’t buy you bacon. That was your lady friend. Who you ran out of here.”