An excerpt from Accidentally on Purpose:
I was drunk before dinner could finish in the oven. I carried the tequila bottle with me. Even though it was snowing like mad outside, the heat was on in the house and the alcohol kept me pretty toasty, too. I was about to take the chicken out of the oven when the doorbell rang.
Who the hell?
I crept to the foyer and carefully peaked out the side window. Forgetting how I was dressed (I had put on a tee shirt, but I was still missing pants), I threw open the door. Snow blew in, onto my bare legs and arms. Kyle stared at me a moment, looked at the bottle in my hand, and smiled hesitantly.
Who the hell?
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