Without You (Love Wanted in Texas 1)

She turned, walked out of the bathroom, and slammed the door shut. I sat there on the cold tile floor, trying to make sense out of everything. I got up and brushed my teeth. I decided I would think about it all in the morning when my head wasn’t fuzzy from alcohol.

After making my way back into our room, I stripped out of my clothes, grabbed a shirt, and pulled it over my head. Grace was already in bed. I walked over to my bed, pulled the covers back, and crawled in bed.

I’m so tired. I just need to sleep.

“Alex. Alex!”

I pulled the pillow over my head. “Grace, leave me alone. I have a hangover.”

“Alex, damn it! Get the hell up. Will has been blowing up your phone!”

I sat up faster than I should have. I put my hand up to my mouth, jumped out of bed, and ran into the bathroom. I no sooner got in the bathroom before I was throwing up. I sat down and leaned against the wall.

“Oh my God, I’ve never felt so terrible before in my life.”

I looked up to see Grace staring down at me, holding my phone.

“You left it in here last night. It looks like he has been trying to call you since one in the morning.”

I reached for the phone. I had twenty-five missed calls and ten text messages. The last call was ten minutes ago.

“Oh shit.”

I pulled up and read the messages. They were all pretty much the same.

Will: Lex, call me.

Will: Lex, I’m starting to worry.

Will: Fuck, Lex, you’re scaring me.

The last one really caught my attention.

Will: I’m heading to Austin. Borrowing a friend’s car.

I snapped my head up and looked at Grace. Then, I let out a moan and held my throbbing head. “Oh my God, Will is on his way here.”

Grace turned and walked away.

What in the hell is wrong with her?

I stood up and quickly brushed my teeth. I took a few Tylenol and headed back into the room.

“I need to get dressed.”

“You need to take a shower. All I smell is alcohol and the remnants of Blake Turner.”

I stopped dead in my tracks. I turned slowly to look at her. “Excuse me?”

“Smell your hair. You smell like his cologne.”

I shook my head and went back into the bathroom. Turning on the hot water, I tried to remember what had happened last night.

Why is Grace so mad?

Oh God, did I do something with Blake?

No, I would never do that to Will, drunk or not.