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“It helps,” he said.
Fuck ’em. She smiled. It did help.
She looked up at him, standing so close. Her pulse picked up. She licked her lips. “I think I’m going to go ... ah ... straighten up.”
He took a step back and grinned. “You all right to walk?”
Becca straightened and pushed off the wall. Her head still swam, but her legs felt steady. Mostly.
“Yeah.” She took a step into the hallway. Then another. The water in her cup didn’t even slosh.
“Thanks for the magic rocks,” she called over her shoulder.
As she turned the corner, she banged into something hard. Her eyes saw the blue shirt first, then the spread of water across a male chest. He swore.
She recognized the voice and jerked her eyes up.
She’d just soaked Chris Merrick.
CHAPTER 11
Chris looked pissed.
“Holy crap,” Becca whispered. The entire front of his shirt was wet.
“Pretty much.” He pulled the fabric away from his chest and sighed. “At least it’s water.”
She felt a little light-headed. She wrapped her hands around the cup, like it could somehow keep her upright. “What’s wrong—you can’t freeze it in midair?”
His eyes snapped to hers, suddenly fierce and intimidating. “What did you just say?”
She sucked in a breath. Her voice wouldn’t work.
Then she started giggling. It was somehow hilarious in the way things only are when you’re drunk. She thought of Taylor out front. At least she wasn’t rolling in the grass. “You’re lucky I’m not shorter,” she said. “It could have been a whole different look for you.”
He backed off a little. “Glad to amuse you.”
She couldn’t stop laughing. She had to put a hand on the wall. “You should thank me for my aim.”
He looked at her like she was crazy. “Are you drunk?”
“I’m not supposed to be. I have magic rocks.” She held up her hand, still giggling.
“What are you even talking about?”
The tone of his voice threw her again, and she stopped laughing. She fought for true mental clarity, finding herself focusing on the cool dark stone on her wrist.
“Becca.” Hunter appeared at her side. “You all right?”
Chris glanced at him, and his expression wasn’t friendly. “Does this look like it’s any of your business?”
“Since she’s here with me, yeah, it does.”
Chris looked startled, then glanced at her. His blue eyes turned hard and flat like slate.
Why the hell was she standing here feeling guilty about it?
Becca shook off the weight of his eyes, and touched Hunter’s arm. “Look. It’s my fault. I ran into him with the water.”
