One thing about the island that wasn't all that different from home: You sure didn't have to go far to find a drink.
He'd lasted all of a week, avoiding every tiki-style watering hole like his life depended on it, the vision of his father drunk and ranting in his goddamn bathrobe so fresh in his mind that the idea of getting plastered left him feeling ill. But that's the thing about addictions. They aren't logical and they're damn hard to shake.
That first day, he ordered a beer and then spent twenty minutes just staring into the glass before drinking it down. Now, he'd ordered himself a whiskey, just one, and he'd been nursing it for a while now, fingertips trailing along the rim of the glass.
That's when he felt eyes on him and his head swiveled to get a look down the bar, his gaze landing on yet another beautiful woman. They really were everywhere.
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He'd lasted all of a week, avoiding every tiki-style watering hole like his life depended on it, the vision of his father drunk and ranting in his goddamn bathrobe so fresh in his mind that the idea of getting plastered left him feeling ill. But that's the thing about addictions. They aren't logical and they're damn hard to shake.
That first day, he ordered a beer and then spent twenty minutes just staring into the glass before drinking it down. Now, he'd ordered himself a whiskey, just one, and he'd been nursing it for a while now, fingertips trailing along the rim of the glass.
That's when he felt eyes on him and his head swiveled to get a look down the bar, his gaze landing on yet another beautiful woman. They really were everywhere.