Page 195 of My Five Daddies

I dodge around her again, catching her as she stumbles. “Okay,” I say as she sways, off balance. I hold her against me and toss her arm over my shoulder. “You’reokay.”

That last bit of whisky must have put her over the edge. “Come on, pussy, fuck my pussy,” she slurs and laughs atherself.

“Another time,” I say, walking with her to the door. “Come on, I’ll get you back to yourroom.”

“And then you’ll fuck me,” shereplies.

I sigh and get the door open. I walk with her out into the hall, and although someone might see me with her, I can’t help it. I can’t leave her alone when she’s this fucking drunk. She’s crazy and a pain in the ass but she’s still a person, and I’m not the type of guy to leave heralone.

I get her to the end of the hallway and hit the elevator up button. I know she has a room on the twentieth floor, while I’m down on the nineteenth. I don’t think she can do stairs right now, so elevator itis.

“Your biceps are big,” she mumbles and giggles. “I’mdrunk.”

“Yes, you are,” I say, sighing. This is not how I wanted to spend mynight.

The doors ding and slide open. Mercifully, the elevator is empty. I get her inside and hit the twentieth floor button. The doors slide shut and Holly leans up againstme.

“I hate acting,” she slurs. “You know that? It’s sostupid.”

I’m pretty surprised. Holly is a good actress, despite her insane personality. Acting seems like the perfect gig forher.

“Why do you do it?” I ask, genuinelycurious.

“’Cos I’m pretty and I want to be famous,” she says. “Why the fuck else would I do this?” She looks up at me like she’sannoyed.

“Right, good point,” Isay.

“God, you are so stupid,” she says and reaches up to stroke my cheek. I knock her hand away and she pouts. “But sopretty.”

I clench my jaw and watch the elevator finally come to a stop. The doors open and we stumble out into the hallwayagain.

“Which room is yours?” I askher.

“Uh, I dunno,” she says. “Your room, baby.” She giggles atthat.

I sigh and push her up against the wall. “Where’s your key?” Iask.

“Oh yeah, big boy, go ahead, take me.” She leans forward like she’s going to kissme.

I duck down under it and open her purse. I root through it, ignoring the condom and cigarettes, and grab her cards. I find the key in the middle of a stack of credit cards and Target giftcards.

“Which room is yours?” I ask heragain.

“Twenty twenty,” shesays.

“Okay then.” I grab her and pull her along, supporting her weight the whole time. We get to the end of the hall and sure enough, there’s room 2020. I slide the card and the doorunlocks.

Just as I get the door open, a man steps out from the shadows in the corner on the right. I didn’t notice him at first, because he was pressed back against the wall. He brings up acamera.

“Smile,” he says, and startsshooting.

“Motherfucker,” I growl, and let go of Holly. She stumbles and nearly falls. As I catch her, the guy takes a few more shots and starts runningaway.

“Piece of shit,” I call after him. “Fuck!”

He disappears around thecorner.

“Who was that?” Holly asks. “He seemednice.”

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