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two, and then she lost track.
    “I’ll have to notify everyone on the guest
list. And of course there’s all of the arrangements to cancel.” Shame filled
Grace’s voice. She rubbed at her temples. “The worst thing about this is the
humiliation. Everyone will know Brad thought I wasn’t good enough.”
    “Asshole scumbag,” Antonio tossed out as
he finished off his fourth beer. “If I see Brad, I’ll beat him to a bloody
quarter-sized pulp and leave him to bake on the sidewalk.”
    Of course she hadn’t told him the details
of the fight leading up to the break. “It’s not necessarily just his fault,”
Grace admitted, still sipping on her drink. “I can be a bitch.”
    “Nonsense,” he declared, slurring the “s”
a bit. “He’s a douche. You’re perfect.”
    She laughed. “You must be drunk.” Grace
grabbed his beer bottle. “No more for you tonight.” He must have begun drinking
before she’d arrived. She’d never seen him this inebriated.
    “Really,” Antonio started, grabbing her
hand. At his touch, a buzz stirred her core and incited lecherous, yearning
thoughts. Grace involuntarily licked her lips and then blushed. She shouldn’t
have had even one drink. It had made her wanton. Then he took the beer back and
chugged down the rest. “Don’t let this jerk make you think you’re not good
enough.” Antonio’s eyes were bleary but sincere. “He’s the loser, not you.”
    “Thanks, buddy.” Grace offered him a
slight smile before sliding out of the chair. “Come on. I’m gonna drive you
home.”
    “It’s early,” Antonio protested. “I
shouldn’t leave you alone. You’re devastated.”
    Not really…Which was weird, wasn’t it?
    “You’re not leaving me alone. I’m coming
with you.” Grace retrieved her purse and slung it over her shoulder.
“Remember?”
    After a few seconds of mulling over that
reasoning, he nodded. “Oh…okay,” he said, standing. Then he swayed a little as
he took a step. Grace put an arm around him and the two of them walked out.
    Once they were in her car, Antonio passed
out and snored loudly throughout the twenty-minute ride. Grace managed to
awaken him just enough to pull him out of the car. Throwing his arm around her
shoulder, she supported him, and the two of them staggered up the sidewalk to
his house. Then began the production of rummaging in his pocket for his house
key. Her questing fingers encountered rock-hard thighs and something else that
had surged in hardness level.
    “Oh baby,” he said with a suggestive laugh
and a drunken head wag. “A little to the left, please.”
    “Real funny,” she said, extracting the key
and unlocking his front door. Inside, she dumped him on the sofa. Kneeling, she
took one foot in her hand and began to untie his dress shoe.
    “You are so sexy, kneeling down there,”
Antonio said, lying back against the cushions. He reached out a hand and ran
the tips of his fingers through her hair.
    “Yeah,” she said dryly. “Getting these
shoes off would be even sexier. Can you help me a little here, buddy?”
    Grace managed to get one off and was just
about to begin on the other one when he toed it off. Then Antonio leaned
forward and tried to get his suit jacket off but couldn’t seem to pull his arm
out of the sleeve.
    “Let me do it,” she offered, standing up.
Then she leaned over him and tugged at the garment until it came off. “Okay,
why don’t you lie down?”
    “What about the pants?” he asked, wiggling
his eyebrows. “Are you going to unzip me?”
    “Lie down,” she ordered with more
harshness than she intended. Oh, how she wanted to unzip those pants. The
anticipation incited more shameless greed in her than when she’d opened
Christmas presents as a child. But no, she couldn’t open that particular
present. He was drunk. It wouldn’t be fair to take advantage of him. “You can
sleep in the pants,” she said finally. “Lie down.”
    “Only if you lie down here with me,”