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XI. Dr. Phil, Seriously...

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XI. Dr. Phil, Seriously...

HEATHER

As I lift the bottle to my lips, I groan in annoyance when nothing comes out. I've already finished off what I didn't drink last night before passing out.

I watch unamused, as Dr. Phil gives some mom on the show advice about her alcoholic daughter and I throw one of my pillows off my bed at the screen. Fucking Phil gets on my nerves, especially right now.

I decide I need more because it's just been a really bad week and last nights drowning myself in Mr. Jack Daniels, wasn't enough to cope with seeing Bryan last night. Especially with her. I smile though at the memory of Carter telling him to 'fuck off.' Bryan's face was priceless as he took in the gorgeous tattooed man who had his arm protectively wrapped around me.

When I think about how close Carter got to me last night my body tingles in excitement. I know he was inches away from kissing me. I begin to imagine what his soft lips taste like and how his five o'clock shadow would feel like rubbing on my inner thighs.

Whoa Hev! Calm the fuck down. Acting like a bitch in heat right now.

I roll my eyes at myself, knowing that'll probably never really happen. He will spend one day with me and be running. Apparently I've got some unknown diseases of 'not-being-able-to-keep-a-man-around.'

I get up from my bed and grab my purse. As I'm pulling out my car keys, my mom meets me at the top of the stairs.

"Oh hey sweetie, i thought you went to bed. Where are you off to in a hurry at 8:30 at night?" she smiles at me and gently rubs my arm.

"Just to the store real quick. I ran out of tampons and I'm about to start," I lie.

I hate lying to my mom but I know if I told her the real reason I'm going to the store, she'd be so disappointed in me. She already went through one drinking child when Nate was really bad, I'm sure she won't want to deal with me if she found out how much I've been using the bottle to drown my sorrows.

"Oh okay baby. Well be safe. I'm heading to bed now. I love you," she kisses my cheek and heads to her room.

When I finally get to Phillips, I head straight for the liquor aisle. I grab the smaller bottle of Jack's since I don't have enough cash on me for the big one. I can't believe I already almost blew through my entire paycheck. Oh well, it's worth not dealing with the pain and crying my eyes out over and over again.

As I'm standing in line waiting to pay, a deep and familiar voice softly says 'hey' close to me and I instantly smile as I turn around to face the handsome man casually standing behind me.

"Well look who it is, Mr. Carter Allen. You know, we need to stop meeting up like this," I grin up at him and he smiles down at me.

"But I like meeting up like this. Since you know, you never gave me your number," he winks at me and adjust the carry basket in his hand.

I look over his appearance and he's dressed in his work uniform. God he's so damn handsome. All I can think about right now is ripping the clothes off of him and tasting his delicious body.