Day 34-Bo's POV
Oh thank God or what ever being is responsible for allowing us to finally make it to the hotel. And another thanks for the fact that this is an actual hotel that is luxurious and the perfect atmosphere the try and make things up to Lauren-right after a nap. A nice long nap and a hot shower to get off whatever this goo is that, that freaky looking Fae shot all over us.
A six hour drive which turned into eight and a half which turned into another two since of course there was an emergency and we had to go handle it first. Blah. Being on the good side sucks donkey balls and as of this moment I am serious considering hoping on over to the Dark side-hopefully Lauren would be on board with that.
She is actually quite naughty as she proved the other night-God that was hot. I wonder what makeup sex would be like with her. Wonder if I will get to find out tonight. First thing first though is actually find out why she is mad—no first step is sleep so I am sweet and charming so I can get outta this hole I've found myself in.
"Doctor Lewis,"
I look up from the floor to the unfamiliar voice speaking to my-speaking to Lauren. Okay that is so not okay with me—this woman has her arms around Lauren pulling her into a hug which is a little too friendly. Hm—another comatose girlfriend she forgot to mention?
"Alicia this is Bo," she says with a polite but sleepy smile and I wait for her to introduce me but I guess that's all I'm getting. Sighing I take her hand and shake it politely.
"Bo I've heard so much about you,"
"Awe, you were talking about me." I say with a little smile glancing at Lauren who is focused on this woman.
"Actually I meant from the community, Doctor Lewis didn't really bring you up."
"Oh well, lovely." I grin as my jaw clenches and pull my hand away.
"Well I have to fly out at noon but that is more than enough time to have breakfast," she's talking to Lauren I know for certain since she all but turned her back to me.
"We are actually tired, it was a LONG trip. We are just getting in and yey us, Hale finally sprung for a nice place so we need to take advantage of that."
"Actually that was me who footed the bill, after the other night I felt bad."
"Alicia that was unnecessary,"
"So unnecessary," I interrupt—or try to.
"No reason the good doctor should suffer because of her horrible luck,"
"Alicia I thank you but-"
"Shh," she lets out as she reaches out and rests her hand on 'the good doctor's' arm. "Its done. Now please come to breakfast,"
"Like I said we're tired,"
"You don't need to come,"
"Actually I do—we're kinda a package deal." I smirk at her as I slide beside Lauren, I think about putting my hand on her back but something tells me not to push my luck. "I have to keep the good doctor safe—think of me as a bodyguard."
"Really? I was thinking of you like a sidekick." she smiles and lets out the fakest laugh I've ever heard. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding." Oh I'm sure you are water chick.
"Breakfast would be great. Bo you can go to our room and get some sleep,"
"Actually I got you two separate rooms." Of course you did. "Since that was what Hale was doing—i wasn't aware you two were-"
"We're not," my attention snaps to her, my eyes widen a bit at how quick she answered that. I must admit that did hurt a bit.
"Oh well good, then I didn't make a mistake."
"So this breakfast deal—we plan on eating it here like animals or what?" I ask earning a glare from Lauren. Glare all you want babe you ain't having anything alone with her. Rushing to tell people we're nothing. That is an ass move if I ever seen one—she could have at least let the woman finish her sentence—no need to rush the response.
"This way," she smirks at me and I know she is calling me a bitch in her mind which is cool cause I have about twenty different things to call her and when I run out of names of my own I can easily dip in Kenzi's Super Fabulous Dictionary of Insults and Badassary-yes she actually calls it that.
This water thing walks making sure to add sway to her hips—sorry girl no one is looking. She is making small talk and quoting the pamphlet of the hotel acting like she is some tour-guide pointing to various things trying way too hard to impress Lauren. I can't lie—she laughs at some of the jokes but lets consider me and her have been up for about twenty-four hours and we fought a big, disgusting Fae and we had a rough drive and we are fighting—sorta-so she would find almost anything funny—just to spite me like staying silent for the whole ten hour drive.
We reach the hotel food room or cafeteria or restaurant, whatever the hell this place is called. I won't lie it's nice like really nice, like save up for six months to take your date here. She smiles and leans into the waiter—damn she is trying hard but that's okay Lauren obviously sees through this. This isn't charm this is a page from the 1960's Player-Handbook.
We reach the table and she pulls out Lauren's chair-ass. What about giving someone else a chance like the waiter or me—not that I would normally do that considering Lauren isn't into that—right? I don't think she is, I mean I've held the door open for her before but I never opened her car door or pulled out her chair or walked on the sidewalk by the street—that's not something she is concerned with—is she?
Reminder to self-check if she is.
It's not but a second after we sit that she refuses the menus-for ALL of us and orders something or other I was too busy trying to figure out what just happen and then trying to figure out why Lauren looked like she was eating this all up. Since when did she like controlling and boss?
I could do this all, I could be all sophisticated and fake charming and all of that. You know what—whatever, when Lauren laughs at me she is actually laughing at something genuine not on a tower of lies and false promises.
"Oh I'm sorry didn't mean to exclude you," In the words of Lauren—I bet. "How do you feel about Lauren's research?"
"She doesn't know much about it,"
"I may not understand the details but I am very supportive,"
"Really, that's great I always say that the best foundation of anything is having friends who are there to support you," What are you Doctor Phil? Get over yourself. "And I for one am happy to be added to that list,"
"Playing it pretty fast and lose with the term friend," I say under my breath while taking a drink of my newly delivered orange juice.
"If anyone knew about fast and lose that would be you," keep it up and I'ma be asking to add something stronger to this OJ. "Say I hear you and Dyson are pretty close, how is he? It's been forever since me and him saw one another," Bitch.
"He's fine," Lauren answers for me taking a drink of her own juice starting to shift in her chair the way she does when she is uncomfortable. Ha. Nice job water girl making her uncomfortable—no worries I'll take care of that soon as we get rid of you.
"If you ask me it should be you and him on this trip considering how close you two are, more fitting and would allow the good doctor here to actually partner with someone more-"
"More what?' I sit up straight letting go of my glass I had been pointlessly holding onto.
"I think I should go," Lauren says standing, her eyes longingly staring at her plate full of food recently delivered.
"Don't," I say softly, while giving her the most apologetic look I can. "I'll go—I've lost my appetite." I stand to meet her gaze and feel a new wave of guilt wash over me. "Tonight I'll come by your room when it's time to leave," I take the key card as politely as I can from Alicia never once looking at her.
I stand there for a moment waiting for her to say something, say no don't go or I'll come with you but she just stares at her plate and it doesn't take but a minute for me to realize she is going to stay. Nodding in defeat I give a soft smile even though she refuses to look at me.
I don't think I was that bad. It's not like she could hear what I was thinking. Okay maybe I was a little unfriendly but so was the water-girl. She wasn't the picture of hospitality. In fact I'm pretty sure she used her outta date moves to arrange this whole thing somehow. Had me and Lauren not been in the middle of a non-fight and had I not been one step away from passing out I would have handled that ten times better. I would have had been charming Lauren's pants off—literally.
Standing in front of the elevator I pull my phone out.
Dyson: Hey sexy, up yet? (7:27 a.m.)
Dyson: Guess not. Text me when you get up. (7:34 a.m.)
Me: Kenz you wake? (7:40 a.m.)
Kenz: Sadly. Hale showed up with donuts and coffee couldn't turn away free food (7:40 a.m.)
Me: Glad to know your love life is better than mine. (7:40 a.m.)
Kenz: STOP WITH THAT. (7:40 a.m.)
Kenz: So what happened with BithcyPants now? (7:40 a.m.)
Me: STOP WITH THAT. (7:40 a.m.)
Me: That woman showed up and was all charming and baited me right into acting like an ass AGAIN (7:41 a.m.)
Kenz: Who? (7:41 a.m.)
Kenz: Oh that water bitch? (7:41 a.m.)
"On or off?"
I look up at the voice of the overly annoyed guy in a four piece suit. Shaking my head I step into the elevator and stand as far from him as the space allowed. His eyes running over my body a little too obviously but then again who can blame him this is like the Five Seasons and I'm in leather pants and a shirt that I can barely keep my boobs in—no secret what he is thinking I am.
Never has a sound been so sweet as the ding of the elevator doors opening on the sixth floor where I speed walk out from. Luckily enough my room is only four doors down from the elevator, not much of a walk.
Dyson: Did I do something? (7:42 a.m.)
Dammit Kenz.
Me: No. Why? (7:42 a.m.)
Dyson: Cause you're not answering me but you're having a conversation with Kenz. (7:42 a.m.)
Me: Didn't get any text. (7:43 a.m.)
Dyson: Alright. Do you know what time you'll be back tonight? (7:43 a.m.)
Me: No. Why? Another case already all lined up for me? (7:43 a.m.)
Dyson: No I wanted to see if you wanted to come over. (7:43 a.m.)
Lauren: I'm leaving with Alicia. (7:44 a.m.)
Lauren: Not leaving, leaving just leaving to assist on the case she has. Apparently Hale has been assignment happy. (7:45 a.m.)
Kenz: Why didn't you wanna talk to D-Man? (7:45 a.m.)
Kenz: Stop worrying about moody and head back so we can get some bestie time in b4 you and D get your succuwolf time on. (7:45 a.m.)
Way too many text at once people, way too many.
Me: Do you need me to come(7:46 a.m.)
Lauren: No. Thank you though, get some sleep. (7:46 a.m.)
Me: I wouldn't mind going with I promise to behave. (7:46 a.m.)
Lauren: It's fine. (7:46 a.m.)
Lauren: I'll get this done ASAP so we can get you back home. Sure you have another Dal date. (7:46 a.m.)
Perfect. Just freaking perfect. Shaking my head I toss my phone onto the bed as I kick off my shoes and pull my shirt off before kicking off my pants. Freedom at last.
Me: Listen DON'T tell him I am texting you. Everything is fine I am just about to go to sleep and I don't want to get into a conversation right now. (7:48 a.m.)
Me: I know you aren't team Lauren but I really messed up and I have no clue what I did you know me better then anyone so while I pass out from exhaustion from all the work your boyfriend is forcing on me think of what I could have done wrong (7:48 a.m.)
Kenz: It's gonna coast you but fine. I'm on it. (7:48 a.m.)
Kenz: BTW that boyfriend comment is gonna COST YOU TOO. MAJORLY (7:48 a.m.)
So was it ridiculous to hand off the responsibility to Kenzi? Sure but I was near the point of exhaustion and I just didn't have the energy to stay up and try and figure this out but I also couldn't go to sleep not knowing so this way was a compromise. I would get sleep and Kenz would be over critical over me and Lauren and thus would come up with a hundred insults, fifty percent would be funny and I'd get a laugh from them but I'd also figure out what I did. Works every time.
Sliding under the comforter I stare at the empty side of the bed, the side Lauren would normally be on—the side she should be on.
I really don't know what I did to upset her so bad.
Maybe it was nothing, maybe it was just being around me so much that had upset her.
Maybe it was-I trail off yawning not once but four times in a row as my eyelids heavy. Maybe it was-something I could figure out later.