Tryst - Forbidden Hearts Series

48| Not so Lucky

I exhaled a deep breath before I leaned my head back against the seat of the Uber I was in. The bachelor party was fun, and I was happy that I went, but I was wasted, exhausted, and just wanted to get home to my girlfriend.

Ring-ring-ring

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and squinted when the brightness of my screen blinded me. I couldn't help but smile when I saw Gorgeous on the caller-ID. I hit the ACCEPT button and put the phone to my ear.

"I was just thinking about you."

Her soft voice came through the phone and I wished this Uber drove faster. "Likewise. How was the party?"

"It was fun. The guys had a great time."

"I bet." There was a slight pause before she asked, "so was she pretty?"

I didn't care that my Uber driver could hear what I was saying. My answer was honest and immediate. "Gorgeous, you know I only have eyes for you. Speaking of, I'm on my way home now. I can't wait to see you."

"Yeah about that. . . I'm still at Lanie's house."

I lifted my head and frowned. "Do you need a pick up? I can change the address for my Uber if---"

"No, no. It's fine. I'm going to stay the night here with the girls; but I'll be home early tomorrow." Her voice dropped to a sultry whisper. "Then maybe we can have some breakfast in bed.

"As long as I can eat it off your gorgeous body."

The Uber driver cleared his throat but I ignored him. I didn't give a fuck that he was in the car. I was talking to my girl. Nothing else mattered.

"So did the guys take Ubers home, too?" She asked curiously.

"Nah. Jackson is crashing at the bar and Ayden went home with Ryan. I was planning on going home to you." And having amazing sex with you. . . I kept that part to myself.

"I'm sorry, baby. I promise you'll see me at home in the morning."

"I'll be waiting for you," I said quietly. "Get some sleep, gorgeous. I love you."

"I love you too, Nathan."

I ended the call and ran a hand over my face. Christ, I was tired. I was so fucking tired. I've put in extra hours at the bar lately and it was starting to weigh on me. I needed a vacation. Preferably with the sexy brunette I just talked to on the phone. Now that I thought about it, Karma and I had never really gone on a vacation.

When we dated back in high school, we connected while on vacation at the beach, but we were young and didn't really take a proper vacation together. There was the occasional stay-over at a hotel, though. We did plan a trip when we got back together. Then her mom passed away and well. . . it didn't happen. Maybe now would be a good time for she and I to have some alone time.

When I shifted in my seat to get comfortable, I realized something felt. . . off. I checked my pockets and cursed under my breath. I left my wallet at the bar.

"Excuse me," I said to the driver. "Do you mind turning around? I left my wallet at the bar."

Even though the driver mumbled, "sure, no problem." I could tell he was annoyed.

Thankfully we weren't far and it only took us about ten minutes to get back. I got out of the car and hesitated before walking in. I turned back to the driver.

"Can you wait here? I'm just grabbing my wallet, then I'll be back."

"Sure." the driver replied flatly before turning up the radio.