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“Fuck,” I mutter to myself as she passes back out again. I know I will be up all night, cleaning out my car and getting rid of the stench.

Pulling into the driveway, Cyrus opens the back of the car before grabbing her out. She throws up on his shirt as he carries her. My mother rushes out before showing him where to put her in the spare room.

Chapter Fourteen

Adeline

Cyrus places her on the bed, and I see Maya walking down the hallway.

“Addie!” she squeals, and I move away from the door, so she doesn’t see her mother, pulling her toward the kitchen. “What’s going on?”

“I was sick. Your grandma was helping me,” Cyrus says, taking off his jacket.

“Are you Addie’s boyfriend?” she asks curiously.

“I like to think so,” he says, looking at me with a smirk on his face, and I roll my eyes at him.

“Go watch Shimmer and Shine, baby. I will be back in a minute,” I tell her.

She rushes to the living room, and I hear the TV turn on.

“Thanks,” I tell him.

He steps forward, kissing my head, and I notice his shirt is also covered in spew.

“Come, I will try to find you a shirt,” I tell him, knowing I have some band shirts that I use as nighties that would probably fit him.

He follows me to my room, and I duck into the bathroom, grabbing a wet cloth before finding him undoing his shirt’s buttons. I walk over to the drawers and grab one of the shirts, which I know is about his size. Turning around, he has his shirt off, and I marvel at how muscular he is; his body looks like it’s been carved by an artist. His abs look close to perfection as he steps closer. I reach out, running my hands over his pecs before running them down the hard muscle of his abs. Then I realize what I am doing. His hand grabs mine, snapping me out of my daze.

“Sorry,” I tell him, but he doesn’t let go, stepping closer before lifting my chin, making me look up at him.

He leans down, his lips brushing mine softly before I feel his tongue slip between my lips as he pulls me against him, his hand going to the back of my neck as he deepens the kiss, and I kiss him back, sparks moving everywhere he touches, his hand going underneath my blouse as he palms my breast. The clearing of someone’s throat behind me makes me jump, and I turn around to see my mother standing at the door.

“Just your boss, aye?” she asks.

I step away from him like someone has just tossed cold water over me, my face heating. Why did I do that?

“She is asleep. We will figure something out tomorrow. See if we can get her readmitted.”

I nod, knowing it will cost a fortune, a fortune we don’t have.

“We’ll figure it out,” I tell her, and she nods before leaving.

I look back to Cyrus, who is standing there, watching me. I hand him the shirt, and he pulls it on. I snort, choking on my laugh.

“What?” he asks, looking down. “Aw, really? I have to be seen in this?”

“Suits you. I could picture you being a Spice Girls groupie,” I tell him.

“Really?”

“No,” I tell him, shaking my head.

“Eli will be picking me up soon. I sent him a text. You don’t need to come in tomorrow, okay? Stay with your sister if you want,” he tells me, and I nod.

“Come, we should check on Maya,” he says, grabbing my hand and pulling me downstairs to the living room.

I watch Maya, trying to keep her distracted so she doesn’t go in search of my mother and stumble upon hers. I am almost dozing off when I am awoken by my mom touching my shoulder.