infatuated

three

As the night went on, Tyler found himself keeping his eye on Paige as she went back for more and more drinks. She ended up in the pool along with a few other people who were there. Tyler sighed softly as he felt his phone going off with angry texts from Mel. He quickly turns his phone all the off before grabbing a couple of shots from the bar. Paige had gotten out of the pool, noticing that Tyler was still at the bar and walks over. She could see that he was visibly upset as he downs his shots. "Is everything okay?" She says as she goes to sit on a stool, missing the stool and almost falling over. Tyler quickly swings around catching her before she could fall. "Paige, you're gonna hurt yourself. I think you've had enough." He says softly, one arm wrapped around her waist as he held her in place. "I said are you okay." She says bluntly, clearly drunk. Tyler pulls his arm away, laughing a bit at her remark. "Yes Paige I'm fine, are you okay?" He says as Paige nods quickly. "I'm great. You're gonna be as drunk as I am if you keep going." She says as she watched him down yet another shot. "Hopefully." He responds before looking over at her.

"My wife is a bit upset is all. But I'm not gonna respond. I'd rather deal with her wrath when I get home." Paige rolls her eyes, trying to get up on the stool yet again before Tyler just reaches over picking her up by her waist and setting her on it. Paige smiles, looking up at him. "Why don't you just stay here for the night. We can swim and drink. It'll be a fun time." She says, slurring her words. Tyler laughs, shaking his head. "I don't know about that. I don't even have anything to swim first of all, and second of all she will lose her f*cking sh*t." He says looking down at his drink, sighing softly. "Well first of all," Paige responds, "You can swim in your boxers, and second of all who cares. F*ck her. Have fun for once." Tyler laughs a bit, shaking his head. "You're gonna get me in trouble Paige. But I'll think about it." It was true, Paige would definitely get him in trouble. In more ways than just one.

As the night went on, people started clearing out as Tyler socialized more with the drunker he got. He ends up going over and talking to Archie about staying the night which Archie easily allowed him to. Archie went into the house with Tyler to show him which bedroom he was welcome to stay in, giving him comfortable sweatpants, before heading upstairs with Shannon. However, Paige was still outside getting into the liquor now that it wasn't supervised by the bartender who was only there on occasion. Tyler was walking into the kitchen to help himself to some water before he saw Paige rummaging through the liquor shelves. He shakes his head, walking out the back door quietly and creeping up to the bar. "What are you doing?" He says laughing, Paige jumping up and turning around.

"You scared the sh*t out of me!" She says in a whisper yell, slurring her words. "Paige you've had enough, really. I think it's time for you to go to bed." He says, knowing damn well that he also had more than enough to drink. He comes behind the bar and grabs the bottle out of her hand. "And no pouty face is gonna work on me. Go to bed." He says as he puts it away. "Come swim with me first." Paige says as she crosses her arms. Tyler shakes his head, Paige grabbing his arm trying to pull him towards the pool. "No Paige, we need to go to bed." Paige tugs on his arm harder, Tyler laughing at the effort. "C'mon, let's go." He says as Paige lets him go, sighing softly. "Fine." She says, an idea popping in her head. She follows behind Tyler as they walk alongside the pool, quickly coming up beside him and shoving him into the pool. Tyler grabbed onto her arm just in time to pull her in with him, both of them coming up to the top. "Paige you're f*cking crazy!" He says wiping his eyes as Paige giggles. "C'mon old man. It's fun." She says as she goes back under the water, Tyler pulling himself out along the side of the pool. Paige comes up for air, seeing him sitting on the side.

"Are you really not gonna swim?!" She says pouting. Tyler doesn't respond as he pulls off his soaked pants, as well as his shirt. Paige's pout quickly turns to a smile, before Tyler dives in and pulls Paige under the water with him. Once they both come up, Paige wraps her legs around Tyler's waist, Tyler finding himself with his hands placed on her hips. He gets them over to where he can stand up, still holding onto her. Paige wraps her arms around his neck as he moved swiftly in the water. "Paige, you're really gonna get me in trouble. You're a bad influence." He says looking down at her as Paige smiles cheekily. She shrugs her shoulders, pulling herself up a bit, Tyler's hands moving down to her ass to let her adjust. He realizes where his hands are, quickly pulling them back to her waist looking down as he did. His eyes trail back up her body to her eyes, shaking his head. "Paige I can't do this..." He says softly, Paige rolling her eyes. "We're not even doing anything. Just having some fun." She says as she stares back up at him. "No Paige I really can't do this..." He says breaking eye contact and setting her down as Paige sighs softly. "Okay."