Crush was hopping when Liam finally made it there almost an hour later.
There were people everywhere, grinding and stepping on each other. Liam was glad his cousins had a VIP booth. He couldn't handle all the rowdiness tonight.
"You made it!" Julian hiccupped over the loud music; his speech already slurred as he stood and hugged him, almost toppling him over.
"Easy buddy." Liam pushed him back on the sectional couch and turned to Matthew. "How much did he drink?"
"All those," his cousin pointed at a line of empty shot glasses lined up on the bright yellow cube.
"What happened?" Liam asked as a scantily dressed waitress appeared at his side. He ordered the most expensive bottle of bourbon. After the hellish day, no, few weeks he's had he deserved every drop.
"He got dumped," Matthew said. "She left him for a wealthier, older man."
"Ouch!" Liam touched his heart dramatically and rolled his eyes heavenward.
"How's the old man?"
Liam filled him in on his hospital visit with his father as he scanned the crowd.
There she is, he thought excitedly, his heart soaring to life as he caught sight of a petite brunette swaying her hips on the dance floor.
"I think that's her," Liam pointed at the brown-haired girl in the crowd. But when she turned to her friends, he saw it's not Eden. Disappointed, he slumped back in his chair and sighed, "scratch that, it's not."
"You can't tell me you're still looking for her?" Julian surged to life beside him and sat up.
Yes, he was still searching for Eden. He'll never stop looking for her. He wanted his shirt back, and he needed to return her panties. While he's at it, maybe get some answers too. He’d asked his security detail to look for her discreetly and bring her to him. But so far their search had been fruitless and made especially hard because other than her first name and her description, they had nothing else to go by.
As much as his life had changed drastically over the past few weeks, one thing hadn't changed: his fascination with Eden. It was starting to border on obsession the longer he searched for her and didn't find her.
"You need to move on-" Matthew said, pausing when the waitress returned with the bourbon and a tray of snacks.
"Is there anything else you need?" She asked as she picked up the empty glasses. Her question was directed at Liam but her gaze never left Matthew’s face. His cousin waved her off with his killer smile and a flick of his wrist.
Alone again, Liam poured a shot and gulped it down swiftly, enjoying the smooth way it rushed down his throat and warmed his chest.
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