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I passed Katie over to Benny. ‘It’s okay, just get her back to mine. Get her to drink something and eat something and then put her into the guest room. Stay with her to make sure she doesn’t vomit in her sleep.’
He nodded and loaded her into his car as I made my way back into the club. The bouncers looking sheepish.
Where was my girl? Katie had said the bathroom, maybe she’d fallen asleep in there.
I made my way to the ladies.
CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
MAEVE
Everything spun as I flushed the toilet and leaned against the wall. Fuck, I was too drunk. I wanted Cam.
It took me three tries to undo the lock and let myself out of the stall and into the main area of the loos. The soap dispenser wouldn’t work and I groaned as I washed my hands. Everything ached.
The door pushed open, and I expected a gaggle of girls, but felt dread when a man walked through the door, his eyes fixed on me.
‘Here you are,’ he said as I turned to face him.
‘Get out.’ My pulse quickened as I looked at the door behind him, trying to plan an escape through the haze.
‘Now, now. You’ve been taunting me all night with that short skirt. Riding up against your friend right in front of me.’
I hadn’t even seen him. My feet felt like leaden weights as he stalked toward me, thumbing his belt. Fuck, I needed to get to Ewen. My limbs refused to cooperate as fast as my head wanted them to. I tried for the door, but he caught me around the waist and pulled me back against him. Filling my lungs with air, I let out a scream before he clamped his beer stained fingers around my face, making my stomach heave.
‘You don’t remember me, do you?’ he said into my ear, his breath clammy against my neck. ‘I tried to kiss you once, at one of your dad’s parties, but you thought you were too good for me.’
Who was he? I tried to wrack my brain, but it was too muddled. One of my dad’s guys?
‘Please,’ I begged against his hand, ‘let me go. I’m married.’
His laugh sent fear to the pit of my belly. ‘I know all about your sham marriage. Don’t worry, I’ll make this good for you too. If you’re giving it up to a man you hate, you can give it up to me too, you little slut.’
I thrashed against him, trying to make a space between us as he thrust against my ass. Rough fingers kneaded at my tits as tears pricked my eyes. With a yank, he tore the halter neck of my dress, exposing my chest. I sobbed as he kept one hand against my face while the other grabbed at my flesh. When his fingers made their way to the hem of my dress, I vomited.
He swore and removed his hand, shaking it off while I made a dash for the door.
‘No fucking way. You’ve got my dick hard and you are going to take care of it.’
I cried out as he pushed me roughly down onto the floor and climbed on top of me, his belt open as he pulled my dress up over my hips. He smelled like old beer and cigarettes and mingled with my vomit, the smell made me want to hurl all over again. I fought against him, kicking and screaming and scratching. When I caught him across the face with my nails, he saw red. He levelled a punch across my jaw and I tasted blood.
‘Stop,’ I cried as he yanked my panties to the side and pumped his dick. ‘Please stop.’
‘I’m going to make you cum around my dick you little whore, and then whenever that fucking loser of a husband is inside you, you can think of me.’
I kicked him hard, sending him back onto his ass. I made for the door on my knees. I just needed to make it to the other side. Someone would be able to help.
Rough hands gripped my hips and pulled me back, his hard dick pressing against me as I sobbed.
‘No. Stop.’
‘Get the fuck off of her.’ I hadn’t heard to door, but the tears fell as I saw Cam in the doorway. Never had I seen such cold fury on his face. The guy dropped my hips and started stammering as I righted my clothing as best as I could, tears streaming at the state Cam had found me in. Would he think I was cheating on him?
Cam crossed the room and took the guy by the throat, his fingers digging deep into his neck as my assailant’s face turned red, then purple. I gathered my broken dress against my chest and stood on shaky legs as I watched them.
‘Why am I finding you touching my wife?’ He punched the guy once, hard, sending a geyser of blood shooting from his nose. Cam threw him to the floor and laid a kick into his side. I slid back into the corner near the fire extinguisher, my body wracked with shakes as I watched Cam round on the guy. He sat up from his blood-soaked spot on the floor and grinned. He pulled a gun from his pocket and levelled it at Cam. My heart stuttered in my chest.
Cam stilled and looked at me, tilting his head slightly toward the door. I could probably make it through before he shot. But it was my fault Cam was in this mess.
