Free Finding Carson Lee (Oh Captan, My Captain #3) by Lindsay Paige Page B

shut my laptop and push it away.
    “ Let’s hit the bar for a drink,” she suggests.
    “ You know what, I think that’s a great idea.” I stand up and look in the mirror. My top is a little low cut, but I don’t mind it. My ass looks fabulous in these jeans too.
    We hit the bar, and it isn’t very crowded. Cassie order two shots and two drinks.
    “ Are you trying to get me drunk?”
    “ Ha, the Kinley Wright I know can hold her liquor.” She giggles.
    “ Well, I don’t like to toot my horn, but you know I can out drink you.” I throw the shot back and take a gulp of the drink.
    “ Now this is a Kinley I would like to know.” Carson’s voice is close to my ear.
    “ Shit,” I mumble. “Go away, Carson.”
    “ No, Carson should stay. Show him the real Kinley.” Cassie giggles again.
    “ Yeah, listen to your best friend. Plus, do you really want to send me away? To go find a poor girl that’ll sleep with me?” He somewhat pouts his lips.
    “ You sound pathetic right now, you know that, right?”
    “ You know what, I think I’m tired.” Cassie slips off the stool and almost runs away. I have a strange feeling I’ve been set up. She’ll hear about this later.
    “ Should I go make sure she makes it to her room?” Carson watches her walk away.
    “ No, she’s fine. I don’t want to have to drag you out of her bed in the morning.”
    “ I was being completely sincere. I’m not trying to sleep with her.” He stares at me, and I can tell he’s telling the truth.
    “ Oh, well, um, I’m sure she’s fine. She’s a big girl.” I take two more gulps of my drink in front of me, letting the alcohol soothe me.
    “ I didn’t take you for a drinker, especially not like how she was talking.”
    “ I did a lot in college, but I slowed down when I was married,” I say, playing it off as if it’s not a big deal. “However, after the divorce, I picked it up a bit more.” Why did I say that? Carson Lee doesn’t need to know that about me.
    “ Mhm. So does this mean you’re finally relaxing a little with your campaign?” Thankfully, he changes the subject.
    “ Maybe, a little. The commercial looks great, shots are coming out awesome, and things are running smoothly. As long as this keeps up, I’ll be happy.” I give him the best fake smile I can muster. Yes, things were going as scheduled, but I’m waiting for the ball to drop and for it all to crash around me.
    “ Sure about that? Doesn’t quite seem like it to me.”
    “ Well, we still have a lot ahead of us the next few weeks, and I’m trying to stay positive. So, why the hell are you down here bothering me?”
    “ You see, there’s a chick that doesn’t want me to get laid, so I have to annoy people instead.” He gives me a sly smirk. “When was the last time you had a one night stand? There’s plenty of options in here for you.”
    Like I would ever tell him the truth, but I do have fun joking around with Carson. “Four months ago, he was sort of cute, but couldn’t use his tongue at all,” I lie.
    “ What? Seriously?” Carson’s eyes grow wide with shock and disbelief.
    “ No, Carson Lee.” His face relaxes. “I’m lying. I’m not going to tell you anything about my sex life. It’s bad enough I have to cook you dinner soon.”
    “ Do you get some sort of thrill out of saying my full name? And dinner won’t be that bad. If it makes you feel better, you can cook it and that’s it. I’d hate to have dinner with someone who would rather be somewhere else.”
    “ First, and don’t get a big head about this, Carson Lee seems to go better together, and I like sounding professional. Two, the dinner isn’t that big of a deal. I actually like to cook. My Grammy taught me. So, you’ll get a true southern meal from me.”
    He chuckles. “Your Grammy?”
    “ Don’t make fun. She was an amazing woman and would kick your ass before you even knew it.” I narrow my eyes at him.
    “ You must get that trait from her then. Do