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How dare that fucker pull that shit on my woman?
“The press is going to have a fucking field day,” Tony grunts as he picks up his drink and throws it back. “Tell Jax thanks for the invite. I’m going to head off, I have a shitload of work to get done now.”
“Sure thing,” I say.
“Thanks for bringing it to my attention, had you waited till the morning, it would have been all over the news and too late to do much damage control.”
I nod and watch as he leaves the room.
I wack on a smile and head back into the party. As much as I want to be upstairs with Elle, I know she’s safe and sleeping. Right now, Cass needs me to be present for the best day of her life. I’ll stay for another half hour, give her a few more dances before slipping out again. By then, the nurse should be here.
Just as expected. I stay at the party for half-an-hour, pretending that my mind is solely on enjoying Cassie’s day before heading upstairs with the nurse. She goes about her business and requests that we get a doctor to check her over once she regains consciousness.
She heads out and I find myself climbing in beside her once again. I pull her to me and find that relief of having her safe in my arms.
I can’t believe I let this happen. I knew Max was into her and I knew he was a fucking weirdo. I should have looked out for her. Gone with her to send off Brendan. Where the fuck was I when she needed me the most? Fucking around getting drunk with my friends.
This, I will never forgive myself for.
I’m just happy I got to her before it was too late.
Chapter 22
Elle
My head hurts.
Why the hell does it hurt so much? I roll over and inhale. A smile spreads over my face as I recognise that smell. His arms pull me in tighter but for once, I wish he would loosen up a bit. My body aches and the need to fall back asleep comes over me.
I try to open my eyes but that makes the pain so much worse. I snuggle in under the blankets and groan. What the hell is going on? Did I really drink that much?
“How are you feeling?” he murmurs in that sexy just-woke-up voice as he moves around the bed to get a good look at me.
“I feel like I’ve been run over by a truck,” I tell him.
“That’s expected,” he says before leaning in and pressing a kiss to my head. “I’m so fucking happy you’re alright.”
“Huh?” I grunt as I slowly try to open my eyes again. The pain hits but with Logan so close, he blocks out the majority of the light. “What do you mean alright?”
“You don’t remember?” he questions.
“Remember what?” I ask as I think back to last night. “I remember drinking… a lot, partying, being screwed within an inch of my life and putting Brendan in a taxi. Then… not much. Did I pass out?” I groan.
"Not quite," he says with a cringe as he runs his hand down my side. I hiss out in pain. What the fuck was that? "Shit, sorry, babe."
“What happened to me?” I question as I try to sit up.
Logan helps me and immediately hands me a glass of water and some painkillers. "Here, take this," he says.
I do as I’m told like a good little girl before looking to Logan. “Spill it. Did I make an ass of myself and eat dirt?” I ask as I look down and find myself covered in grazes. I try to cross my legs under the blankets but my knees protest in pain. Great, they’re probably scratched up too.
“Babe,” he says in a soothing voice as he reaches out and takes my hand. “You know that part of your night you can’t remember?”
“Yeah…?” I prompt.
He cringes, clearly not wanting to tell me whatever it is that I did. He lets out a breath and regret shines brightly on his face. "Max slipped you some pills," he says.
"What?" I grunt in shock. "No, that's not possible," I say, shaking my head.
"Yeah, babe. It is," he says as a panic starts taking over me. "Security footage shows him putting pills into a champagne flute then handing it to you."
I think back to last night and remember the exact moment. “He spilled my drink and got me a new one to apologise,” I say in confusion. “Why would he do that?” I ask, looking to Logan for answers. “What did he do?”
"It was very dark last night so the footage was hard to see but from what we can tell, after Brendan left, you sat on a bench. When you got up you tripped and Max caught you. There was a conversation and then he lead you away."
