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“I’m sure.” I walked into the bathroom and looked down at Cee. She sat slumped on the floor, her makeup smudged, and the strap of her top was hanging loosely off her shoulder. “You’re a piece of work, bestie. Why the fuck did you slash my tires?”
“She did what?” Mish gasped. “How do you know it was her?” Cee’s shoulders shook with her light laughter. I pointed at the non-verbal admission of guilt.
Cee looked up at me with narrowed eyes. “So I wouldn’t end up leaving with you.”
“And just who did you think you’d leave with?”
“Whoever the fuck I want, Serge. You aren’t my keeper.”
“Stay sober for a night and maybe I’ll stop babysitting you. Am I carrying you out of here, or are you walking on your own?”
“Fuck off,” she hiccupped.
“Get off the floor, Catherine.”
“Get off the floor, Catherine,” she mimicked back at me. At that, I took matters into my own hands and pulled her up off the floor and over my shoulder. To her credit, she didn’t actually kick and scream, but she released a string of cusses. “Any chance you can give us a lift home?” I asked Mish.
“Yeah. Let me get the keys from Connor. I’ll meet you outside.”
“Traitor!” Cee yelled at Mish. “Put me down. I can walk myself!”
“I swear, I am picking you right back up if you try to pull any shit. Your ass will be plastered all over TMZ because everyone knows we’re here.” I set her down on her feet and took her by the hand.
I pulled her through the club with my head down, trying to get us out to the car without being noticed or her freaking out. While I managed to get us that far, the night didn’t end without incident.
I stood her next to Mish’s car and turned to call a tow truck for mine. I should’ve known better than to assume she’d stand there without someone actively staring at her. She was drunk and looking to get laid.
When I turned back and saw she wasn’t there, my eyes darted around the lot. Luckily, she wasn’t far. There were a couple of guys a few cars down, and she was flirting with one of them. I stormed over. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
The guy looked up at me. “Back off, asshole.”
“You must be confused, because this is my girl, and you need to get your fucking hands off her.”
“Doesn’t look like she’s your girl anymore. Get the fuck out of here.” The guy flashed a smug smile.
“She’s drunk and not thinking. Come on, Cee. We need to go.” I reached for her arm. The guy swung at me, but I dodged the hit.
“Hey, don’t hit my drummer boy,” Cee slurred. The guy pushed her out of the way to come at me, and I lost my fucking mind as she stumbled onto the ground.
“Watch it!” I went to help Cee off the ground, and the guy came at me again, this time connecting with my jaw. So, I swung back, nailing him in the gut. His friend, clearly smarter than him, went and helped Cee off the ground and got her out of the way as me and the asshole traded punches. It ended with my fist going through the window of his car.
The friend convinced the guy to get the hell out of there before the cops showed up and they sped off. Mish came running over with Connor’s bodyguard, Gary. Mish grabbed my bloody hand. “Shit, we need to get you to a hospital. At the very least, you need stitches.”
I looked at my hand. When I tried to move my fingers, pain shot through my arm as the swelling spread. “Yeah. Whatever. Let’s just get her out of here before anything else happens.”
Mish sent a group text letting everyone know she was taking Cee home and asked Elle and Silas to take me to an emergency room. I didn’t want the company, but once they heard that’s where I was headed, they came right out.
Five hours, ten stitches, and some x-rays later, I walked out of the hospital with a broken fucking hand.
Forty-Six
It was a quiet ride home. I could see Elle stewing in the front seat, and usually that woman was impossible to read.
When we got back to their house, I didn’t follow them inside, knowing that Mish was taking care of Cee across the street at her and Connor’s place.
I walked in as I always did and headed straight for my room. I half expected to find Cee in there, but the room was empty. Removing my coat and shoes, I sat on the side of the bed to collect my thoughts. It wasn’t long before Elle came walking into my room without knocking.
I narrowed my eyes. “What the hell, Len?”
