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I head to my condo and stop fast when I see a man standing against my turquoise-painted door, his arms folded across his chest.
“Who the hell are you, and what the hell do you want?” I slur and clumsily fidget with my keys until I have the small pink pepper spray cannister in my hand. I hold it out front and aim it at the guy.
“Fuck, Taryn, put that away. It’s just me.”
My eyes widen when I see Carter step into the light.
“What are you doing here?” I snap. I shoulder-barge my way past him. “Get out of my way. I need the bathroom.”
“You’re drunk,” he says flatly.
“Thanks, captain obvious. Nothing gets past you, does it?” I snort at my stupid joke.
Then, I burst into laughter, thinking I really am hilarious, and put my keys in front of my face, trying to locate the door key.
Carter snatches the entire keyring from me.
“Hey!” I protest.
“Fuck’s sake,” he grumbles, putting the key in the door and opening it. He grabs me by my upper arm and manhandles me into the condo, closes the door, then locks it. “Go to the bathroom and change. You smell.”
“Hey!” I protest. “I do not.”
Carter narrows his eyes at me, and just the way he looks at me has me obeying immediately.
After using the bathroom but not changing, I stumble out into the living room.
Carter hands me a bottle of water. “Drink,” he demands.
I look at him, then the bottle, then crack it open and start gulping.
“Slow down or you’ll puke.”
“I’m not a puker,” I protest. Then, I make a gagging noise.
Crap.
He goes into my tiny kitchen, fumbles around in the drawers and cabinets, and comes back with a white bottle and a big silver bowl. He opens the bottle, shakes out two pills, and hands them to me. “Swallow.”
I take them, then grin up at him. “Why, yes, I do.”
His eyes widen and he shakes his head at my foolishness. “I’m serious, Taryn. Take the Tylenol, now. You’ll thank me in the morning.”
“Fine, bossy.” I do as he says, and then he hands me the mixing bowl. “Don’t puke on your furniture. Trust me, it’s a bitch to remove and it’ll smell for weeks.”
“I’m a bitch to remove,” I say, laughing.
He shakes his head again. “You shouldn’t drink so much, you know. Was your week that bad?”
I look up at him, glad the nausea has passed. “What are you even doing here?”
“I’m helping you,” he replies.
“Helping me? Hah!” I get up, now feeling kind of angry. I poke him in the chest. “You fucked me, took my V-card, then left me! Now you wanna help?”
Wow, that came out of nowhere.
His face registers shock. “I thought I apologized for that.”
