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His eyes flutter open. He looks at me for a moment, his irises a deep shade of green. He sits up and clears his throat. His voice is raspy and low.
“Uh, good morning,” he says, rubbing his eyes.
I swallow hard, my mouth feeling dry. “Morning,” I reply, my voice barely more than a whisper.
He sits up, the sheets slipping down to reveal his chest and abs. He rubs the sleep from his eyes and stretches his muscular arms out wide. “You feeling okay? How’s your friend?”
“She’s, uh, fine,” I stutter out.
“I’m Thor, by the way. We didn’t exactly get to exchange names last night before I carried you back here.”
“I’m... I’m uh... I’m Charlie. I mean, Charlotte.” I feel my cheeks flush at the implications of his words. I don’t want to think about what might have happened between us. “You carried me back here?”
He looks at me for a beat before getting out of bed to retrieve his shirt hanging on the back of one of the chairs.
I can’t help my gaze from following his movements, admiring how his muscles ripple as he bends over to pick up his jeans. My heart is pounding in my chest, and I’m unsure if it’s from fear or excitement. He turns to me, a boyish smile curling the corners of his lips.
“How much about last night do you remember?”
“The casino with my friend and then waking up sick.”
“You were sick?” he interjects. “Shit, I didn’t hear you, or I’d have gotten up to help you.”
“I’m fine,” I admit before redirecting back to the situation I’ve found myself in. “This is going to sound really awkward, but did we…” I ask, waggling a finger between us.
“We did not.” He cocks his head to the side, studying me. “Though you did try to molest me a few times in your sleep.”
“I… what?”
“I’m kidding, sweetheart. Nothing happened. Scouts honor.”
Just looking at this man, I highly doubt he was a boy scout.
“So if we didn’t sleep together, how did you find yourself half naked in my bed?”
“You need to hydrate,” he mutters, dismissing my question as he sidesteps me and walks to the mini bar in our room. He grabs a clean glass from the rack, fills it with water, stalks back over, and hands it to me. “Drink it.”
“I asked you a question,” I fire back.
“Drink it, and we’ll talk.” Unsure of what significance this glass of water has or his need for me to hydrate, I down it in a few gulps, the liquid sloshing down my raw throat before landing like lead pellets into my stomach.
“You could have sipped it, sweetheart.”
“I could have, but I didn’t. Now answer my question.”
We stand in silence for a moment, the air thick with tension and unspoken words. I can feel the weight of his gaze on me, and my skin prickles with goose bumps. His eyes are like fire, and I can feel myself getting lost in them.
“You were drugged last night at the club.”
“I was what?” The words hit me like a punch to the gut, knocking the air from my lungs. “Drugged? But I don’t remember anything from last night,” I gasp, feeling sick to my stomach at the thought of someone tampering with my body. Panic rises in my chest as I struggle to grasp the reality of the situation. “Who would do that to me?” My voice trembles with fear and anger, the sense of violation overwhelming me.
“Group of four guys at the bar. I saw one of them dose your last round of drinks. You were about to drink it when I intervened, but you passed out a few minutes later. They must have dosed your previous cocktails too. They also got your friend, but she managed to make it back to your room before she blacked out.”
I feel a sense of relief that Minny is okay, but the anger and confusion toward the men who had drugged us boil inside me.
“Why would they do that?” I demand, my hands balling into fists.
“Just some idiots who think they can take advantage of women,” Thor replies with a shrug. “They probably took off after they got what they wanted from other girls. I’d have handled it myself, but getting you back to your room safely was more important.”
