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We both rushed forward, and I caught him around the waist, keeping him upright. “What the fuck did they do to you?”
Wes averted his gaze, and fear bottomed out my stomach.
“Baby,” I said gently, trying to cajole him. “What happened? Are you hurt?”
“She drugged me,” he rushed out, chin dipping toward his chest. “I was fucking stupid, and she drugged me.”
I let out a soft sound, reaching down to swing him up in my arms bridal style.
He gasped, cheek falling onto my shoulder. “Put me down, Max. I’m not some girl.”
“That’s right. You aren’t,” I said. “You’re mine, and I’m carrying you.”
“Whatever,” he muttered, pushing his cheek farther against me, his icy nose pressing into my neck.
“What did she drug you with?” Win worried, his eyes seeking mine.
“I don’t know,” he admitted. “I just feel out of it. I only had a few sips of coffee, so it shouldn’t last long. It’s not as bad as before.”
My gaze whipped back to Win, and we shared another look.He was worse than this.
“What else did they do to you?” I asked calmly. Frankly, I deserved an award for that because everything beneath the surface was raging wildly.
He stiffened, and one of his hands looped around my neck, seeking even more comfort. “Nothing.”
If he thought I would believe that as he clung to me, he definitely was on drugs.
“Nemo,” I warned.
He made a broken sound. “I think she wanted to take advantage of me. She kissed me.”
Win rushed forward, holding out his arms like he needed to catch Wes when I lost my shit. Oh, I wanted to.
I definitely wanted to.
But Wes needed comfort more.
I shook my head at Win and gazed down at Wes. “Did she do anything else?” I asked, bracing myself for the answer. I didn’t feel bad at all for locking her in that cooler. In fact, I should have done worse.
He shook his head. “I told her I’d never get it up for her. Even if she fed me Viagra.”
I barked a laugh, and beside us, Win grinned.
“Good boy,” I murmured, stroking the side of his head.
He smiled into my neck before finally lifting his head. His eyes were slightly dilated and unfocused, but even still, he saw. “What happened to your face?” He worried, raising a hand toward the scrapes.
I grunted. “Nothing.”
He had red lipstick all over his mouth, and it made my blood boil. What the fuck did she try and do, eat him?
“Did she do that?” Wes questioned.
“I locked her in the cooler,” I told him as we walked toward the diner.
Wes’s eyes widened as if he was just remembering something he forgot. “Rinkin is here. He was helping her. He’s the one who knocked me out and dumped me on ice.”
He’s on ice.Rinkin’s words came back to me, making the muscle in my jaw tick.
