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“See you in the a.m.,” Jamie called, leading Madison to her white Mercedes as she waved.
“Thanks for coming,” Wes said, including Ryan and Rory in his words.
Ryan held out his fist, and Wes smashed his into it.
When they were gone, he looked at me. “I don’t know where my keys are. I think they took them.”
I fished them out of my jeans and held them up. “Rinkin had them.”
“I really thought our truce would last longer,” he said, sadness and weariness in his voice.
Anger was swift to rise in me.
Beside us, Win exhaled. “People suck, bro. You deserve better.”
“C’mon.” My voice was gruff as I wrapped my hand around the back of his neck, guiding him to the passenger side of the Jeep. “We need to go.”
“I’ll meet you at the hospital,” Win said.
Wes started to tell him he didn’t need to come, but I gripped his neck harder, and he fell quiet. It was a waste of words. Win was coming. Period.
He was slow to climb up into the yellow bus, and he sank into the seat with a wilted sigh. Worry clutched my heart, and I grabbed his chin, pulling it around. “Tell me how you really are.”
“I want a kiss.”
I hoisted myself up on the running boards and leaned into the cab. Bracing my arms on either side of him, I leaned in and took his mouth aggressively. He whimpered, melting into the seat, his lips dropping open. I licked inside immediately, my tongue sweeping his mouth like I needed to do inventory. I licked and sucked every place I could reach, slurping up the drool he seemed to overproduce. When I pulled back to check on him, he grabbed the front of my tank and yanked me back in, our mouths crashing once more.
Our teeth gnashed, and I immediately gentled, sucking his lower lip into my mouth and working it until it was puffy. He was boneless and his lashes were fluttering when I lifted my head again, the hold on my shirt long since gone slack.
“Better?” I whispered, licking over his damp lips.
He made a little slurping sound and nodded.
I buckled the seatbelt around him and then pulled back.
Just before I could shut his door, his head rolled in my direction. “Maxi.”
“What, baby?”
“Thanks for coming.”
I went back into the Jeep to brush my lips against the soft skin on his ear. “I will come for you always. Nothing and no one will ever keep me away.”
This time when he shivered, I knew it wasn’t from the cold.
39
Wes
Traces of Rohypnolwere found in my blood. In other words, Veronica dropped a roofie,a date rape drug, in my coffee and apologized to my face for being crazy while I drank it.
They said I was lucky I only had a few sips. I didn’t feel lucky.
I felt embarrassed, ashamed, and, to be honest, weak. I also felt kinda stupid.
Stupid for going there. Stupid for trusting her. Stupid for not realizing date rape was a thing that happened to men too.
We’ve all seen the campaigns cautioning women to never walk away from a drink. Never accept anything from strangers. Never leave your handbag unattended and always be careful everywhere you go.
