Edward
Drinking the whiskey in the glass in my hand felt equivalent to drinking ash. I didn't want to drink. For the first time in my life I would have much rather preferred to be sober tonight.
Being drunk meant that whenever Connor and I got back to the hotel, we would have sloppy drunk sex that would be over within seconds that I would barely remember. Sloppy drunk sex meant loud sex and just a few doors down from our room was the rest of our team members.
Journalists were also always prying around hotels when they knew a team was in town just hoping for a dirty scoop. It would be the end of Connor and I if anyone even heard one moan from our room. We had been too chummy with each other and that could already raise suspicions.
I should have just locked the door but knowing Ted he would have kicked it down. It was better they caught us when we were fully clothed. It would have been hard to explain that Connor and I were doing special team building naked.
