Page 67 of Blitz

“Hey, Mase.”

Oh, no. He sounds tired. Did I wake him up? I’ve lost track of what time it is. I take another sip of my drink.

“I miss youuuuuu.”

He chuckles, rubbing at his eyes. “I miss you, too, baby.”

“I killed it in my race today.”

“Congratulations. I knew you could do it.”

“When I get home, we’re going to fuck,” I inform him. “I wish you were here right now.”

Tucker raises an eyebrow. “Have you been drinking?”

“Just a little party with everyone.” I turn the camera so he can see the party. Mark is full on making out with the blonde now. Bryce is wrapped up in some guy I think might do long jump. “You should be here. Why aren’t you here?”

“Because you’re in Rhode Island, baby.”

“You always used to come to my meets.”

He sighs. “We agreed that I wouldn’t come to this one. Remember?”

Oh. Oh yeah. I forgot.

“I still miss you.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” he tells me. “I’ll meet you when the bus comes in.”

“King! You’re going to come pick me up?”

“Of course, baby,” he says. His voice softens. “I’m looking forward to seeing you.”

“You mean fucking.”

Fred and Melissa start snickering. I shush them. Can’t they see I’m on a phone call?

“If that’s what you want,” he says. He doesn’t sound happy. Tucker pinches the bridge of his nose. “Are you okay, girl?”

“I’m great. I just miss you.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” he says again. “Don’t get into trouble, Mase.”

“Who? Me?”

“Yeah, you,” he says. He forces a laugh. “You’re trouble, sunshine. You always have been.”

“I love you, King.”

The girls laugh outright now. I flap a hand at them to get them to shut up.

Tucker sighs. “Love you, too, Mase. Go get some sleep. Drink some water.”

Morning dawns way too early. I throw off Fred’s arm from around my middle—she likes to cuddle when she’s been drinking—and slowly take stock of the situation. My head is pounding. My mouth is as dry as the Sahara. Everything hurts.

I’m never drinking again.

Cautiously, I try to piece together the evening. I remember going to Mark and Bryce’s room around ten for the party. People kept showing up. My cup was never empty, Melissa made sure of that. We started off with tequila. It’s never a good night when we start with tequila.