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I wouldmuchrather be back in the cabin with Emma.
God that thought is comfortable.
“Okay, well at least order us another bottle of champagne then.” Hudson takes a look around. “Maybe two. We have a lot of cool people hanging out with us.”
I take his credit card and head to the bar, glad that at least Hudson thinks I’m as wasted as him. I’ve only had a couple of drinks when I couldn’t get out of it to keep up appearances.
I need to have my wits about me at all times.
When I finally have the bottle in my hand and head back to the table, I become determined to get what more I can out of Hudson.
He’s given me snippets throughout the night, which has made all of this worth it, but I need more. A lot more.
It turns out that Hudson has other intentions.
He wants to talk about me.
“So, why are you being such a buzz kill today?” he slurs. “Why are none of these women doing it for you? You with someone?”
“No, there’s no one.”
“Yeah, whatever.” Hudson pokes me hard in the side, trying to be playful. “You could besucha ladies’ man if you wanted. You’re a good looking guy. Why you holding back?”
“This is just… not my scene.”
Hudson scoffs. “This is everyone’s scene. Don’t be so boring. Come on, have a bit of fun with me. Otherwise I’m going to think that you’re hiding a special someone from me.”
I offer him a one shouldered shrug. “It doesn’t matter to me what you think.”
“Oh, I think it does because now I want to know who this mystery woman is.” He pushes a stripper off his leg to focus on me. “Is it someone that you shouldn’t be dating? Someone linked to work? You fucking the wife of one of the Bosses? The daughter? Holy shit, you are a bad boy, Owen. I always knew that about you, but now…”
He clucks his tongue and shakes his head, completely amused by me.
Asshole.
“I don’t knowwhatyou’re talking about, Hudson. Now you’re just talking nonsense. I don’t want you spreading shit about me. You know how the streets of New York are. Rumors can become fact in a heart beat. Shit can get real, fast. Next thing you know, you got a bullet in your head.”
He smirks, thinking he has something on me.
Unfortunately, I can’t keep my nerves in check.
Not with him skimming way too close to the truth.
“Hudson, back off.” I press my hand to his chest, which he obviously takes as an attack.
“Fuck you, Owen. I already know what’s going on with you. You can pretend otherwise, but I see right through it.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Hudson, but I think it might be time to call it a night.”
“You’re fucking that whore, aren’t you? The stupid slut that I’m trying to get my hands on. That’s why you won’t have fun here. But screwing around with an O’Connell can only end one way. With your head on a spike. Do you want it to be me that puts it there?”
I don’t even care what he’s saying about me. Not really.
It’s the way he’s speaking about Emma.
Fuck that.
I amnotletting him be this disrespectful.
