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“Two drinks seems pretty suspect. Did a chick try to pick you up?”
He shrugged. “I chatted with a few at the club, but no one in particular. I was sitting with you guys most of the night.”
“Okay. Doesn’t mean you couldn’t have been slipped anything.”
“I had a beer—bottled. I remember because the bartender tried to give me a frosted mug, but I can’t be bothered with that crap.”
“Yeah, I hear that.” I was a bottle guy too, save for a good bourbon. Both my old man and my team had been dark liquor drinkers. Even living in New York for as long as I had, there were some things that just couldn’t be unlearned.
“Last thing I really remember was you and Teagan on the dance floor, eye-fucking the whole time.”
I felt the flush climbing my neck. “You need to get a life, man.”
Zane grinned. “It was the talk of the table.”
“Moving on. What next?”
“We were talking about you guys. Jamie was collecting bets as to when there would be banging.”
I resisted the urge to ask what the odds were.
Teagan and I still had to decide if we were telling anyone. I didn’t want to scare her off, but I also didn’t want to let her get away. Thinking was always her problem.
Worrying about who thought what about her.
Hell, it was part of the reason we’d ended up in so much shit. If she’d just told us about her past, we would have been aware of potential issues so much sooner.
I shoved all that into the back of my head. It didn’t pertain to our current problem. “And while you were sitting there, you didn’t drink anything?”
He bowed his head and rubbed the base of his neck. “I didn’t order anything. James bet me to drink that crazy shark concoction sitting in the middle of the table. It was way too sweet, but anything to take twenty bucks from our favorite loudmouth.”
That was a true statement. Jamie often ordered crap drinks and pawned them off on people just to see their reaction. She was a shit-stirrer. However, a shark drink…
No.
“Jesus, I got that drink for Teagan. Her old high school buddy was bartending.”
“Why would she put something in her drink? That seems farfetched.”
“Yeah, except there isn’t any other variable. Unless you invited someone to the table?”
He shook his head. “Nah, man. We were vibing pretty good. Didn’t want to bring anyone in, you know? Even James didn’t pick up some sucker until way later in the night. You were the only two who broke off.”
I looked down at my clenched hands. “Yeah.”
My blood was running hot. It just felt like too much of a coincidence that some strange chick showed up, and then Zane went totally off the rails.
My head jerked up at the commotion at the front doors. Two guys were being muscled in by a pair of uniforms. There was a lot of swearing as the punk kid mouthed off at the cop.
At the same time, the paperwork was finally done.
Zane and I moved out of harm’s way, and I grabbed the paperwork before anything else kept us there any longer.
I looked through the charges. Sure enough, resisting arrest was listed as well as preliminary details for his court case. With that level of charges, there was probably video somewhere.
No way it was staying quiet.
Especially with the paparazzi skimming police blotters for stories to juice up their headlines. I hoped like hell it was a busy news day, and Zane wasn’t at the top of their list. Between this and a possible shitstorm thanks to him being drugged, this was not going to go over well with Lila and Noah.
