AlexGetting two drunk women up to my apartment was exactly the nightmare I'd anticipated. "Mr. Thorne, do you need assistance?" Eduardo, the night doorman, came out from behind his desk the moment I dragged myself through the front door with Maya half-stumbling beside me, Olivia practically deadweight against my other side."That would be... yes. Please."Eduardo—bless him—didn't ask questions. He simply took Olivia's weight from me, supporting her with efficiency that made me wonder how many inebriated residents he'd helped over the years."This one's out cold," he observed."Yeah." I readjusted my grip on Maya, who was at least semi-conscious, though her head kept dropping against my shoulder.We made it to the elevator, Eduardo swiping his master key card to override the need for mine. In the confined space, the smell of alcohol and perfume and club smoke hung around us like a cloud. Maya mumbled something against my neck, her breath warm and distracting."What floor again, Mr.
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