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“No!” I said as I reached for him and grabbed his coat. “Your family would kill me if I let you walk home after you were so drunk.”
“I wasn’tthatdrunk.”
I huffed. “Then why did you hit your head getting into the car and then promptly pass out.”
He turned and looked at me. “I hit my head?”
Gasping, I covered my mouth with my hand. “Oh my God. What if you have a concussion and I let you fall asleep after you hit your head? Do you remember what day it is?”
“Saturday.”
“What did we do today?”
He was quiet for a few moments.
My head jerked to the right. “Wes? Do you not remember what we did today?”
Shrugging, he said, “Did we go out?”
“Wh-what?”
“Did you and I go out?”
My mouth opened and closed I bet a dozen times before I finally found the words to speak. “No, Wes, we were at Harmony and Preston’s house making decorations for your mother and father’s anniversary party.”
He simply stared at me, and when the car behind me honked, I screamed. Wes put his hands to his head.
“Fuck, my head is pounding, Chanel.”
My heart dropped to my stomach. “Oh my God. Oh! My! God!”
“Why do you keep saying that?” Wes asked. The traffic had finally started to clear up, and I turned the corner and pulled into Wes’s parking garage.
“Do you know the code?” I asked, barely above a whisper.
“Yep!” he said with a pop of his P. “It’s twenty-eight, thirty-two.”
I punched in the code and the gates opened. “Parking spot?”
“Sixth floor number five.”
My mind was spinning. “How do you remember all of this other stuff, but you don’t remember my name?”
He laughed. “I remember your name. It’s Clare.”
I closed my eyes briefly and thanked God above. He had just gotten confused. That was all. It had nothing to do with him hitting his head, and everything to do with the residual effects of all the beer that he drank.
Once I found his parking spot, I pulled in and parked. “Wait, and I’ll open the door and help you out.”
“Chanel, I can get myself out of a sports car, trust me.”
He flung the door open and got out as I sat there in stunned silence. When he started to walk toward the entrance to the building, I quickly got out and ran to catch up with him. I didn’t even have time to grab my coat I had taken off and put in the backseat.
Wes punched in another code and the door to the building opened. We walked to the elevator and took it up to his floor.
“Wait a minute…why don’t you have a parking spot on your floor?”
He shrugged and swayed a bit.
