Teacher's Pet - Page 75

After the shower, I looked at the in-room dining menu before I stopped. What was I doing? Why was I still hiding? It was safe here. I didn't need to hide out. Nobody had recognized me, and if they had, they didn't care. I was just another guy here. I went down to the first floor.

Last night was foggy at best, but I had definitely gotten drunk, so I had definitely gone to a bar. Did they also serve food? Where had it been? Definitely not in here; it was outside somewhere. I left the main building looking around like I was seeing everything for the first time. People were laid out in their swimsuits by the pool. Yeah, the place might have been near the pool, I kind of remembered almost falling into it.

I looked around and spotted it, separated from the pool by a small, palm-covered lawn. It was open air with a palm leaf thatched roof. I grabbed a stool and sat down.

"Hey. You made it through the night," the bartender said, coming up to me. I looked at him, and when he didn't look away, I realized he was talking to me.

"Sorry. You might think I'm someone else," I told him. Fuck, did he know who I was? Why was I so popular with bartenders?

"Nate?" he asked. "Hulopoe suite? You're here from LA?" I nodded slowly.

Clearly, this guy knew who I was. I tried, I really did, to remember this guy, but I couldn't. I was hungover when I'd woken up, so I had been drinking, apparently here, but this guy? Couldn't pick him out of a lineup. He had black hair that was cropped really close to his scalp. We could have been the same age. Hawai'ian. Pretty strong accent.

"What'd you put in that Fireball last night?" I asked jokingly.

"Are you okay? I had to cut you off last night when you wouldn't leave. You closed the bar down."

"Hey, whatever I did, I'm sorry. I was blacked out. I don't remember anything."

"I can see that," he said, laughing. "I'm Keno.”

“Do I have to write someone a check? Did I fight someone?”

“No, you were just very thirsty. Hey, sorry about your ex-wife.” I cringed. I had told him about Kirsten? Oh God. Had I started crying or something? Fuck, I couldn’t believe it.

“Listen, whatever I said, let’s just call it drunken ramblings and start over,” I offered hopefully.

“You want it stricken from the record, consider it gone,” Keno said with an easy smile. “How’s your head?”

“Pounding.”

“You really put it away last night. I practically had to carry you back to the suite.”

“You took me upstairs? God, I hope you bought me dinner first,” I joked. He laughed. He seemed like a cool guy. I could deal with a blackout. At least no one was suing me.

“Have you eaten yet?”

“Not yet. I’m trying to get rid of this hangover. I feel like shit.”

“Here, try some of this,” he said. He poured a cloudy liquid into a glass and topped it off with something clear. He slid it over to me.

“What is it?”

“Hangover cure.” I picked up the glass and brought it cautiously to my mouth. It smelled sweet. I took a sip. There was coconut in there and something acidic, but I couldn’t place it.

“Drink, drink. All of it,” he urged. I frowned and downed the liquid. It burned slightly, making me think there might have been a little alcohol in there. I finished it and put the glass down.

“You’ll be good as new in no time,” he told me.

“Thanks. I’ll see you around,” I said, leaving before I started drinking and we had a repeat of the night before. I still hadn’t found anywhere to eat. I walked back to the main building, actually feeling a little better. Whatever island potion Keno gave me worked, I thought. I thought vaguely about going back to the suite and just ordering in-room again.

“Oh, Mr. Stone,” I heard someone say, stopping me in my tracks. In front of me was the front desk girl. What was her name? Abby.

“Hey,” I said.

“How is everything? How was your morning?” she asked. My morning? I slept through it because I had gotten blackout drunk the night before. Oh, and then I’d gotten up and shot heroin in my veins.

“Fine,” I said to her.

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