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It goes off immediately.
From upstairs.
My body breaks in a shiver. The place is dark except for a small sliver of light coming from the outside window.
Once I make it up, I head for my bedroom, hoping that maybe he’s in there, but when I peer inside, I find it empty.
A series of small noises I can’t pinpoint comes from the bathroom, causing every hair on my body to rise. I turn toward it.
“Chris?”
Nothing.
Oh my God. What if A did something to him?
But how? He wouldn’t have had time to hurt him this quickly.
But we’re talking about A here. He is capable of anything.
I grab the door handle. But as I try, it flies open and Chris is there, hair damp, a towel wrapped around his hips, a simple white t-shirt over his chest. But even through it, I catch the way his abs contract.
A slow-growing smirk makes it to his lips, and when I lookback at his eyes, the way I should’ve been, his smirk deepens.
“Hey there, Kayla. Where have you been?”
My stomach somersaults.
Think!
“I, uh…”
That’s not helping!
“Um, I went for a…walk. Needed to clear my head, and you were sleeping so soundly, I didn’t want to bother you.”
The words tumble out quickly, and I force a trembling smile, even though from the look of him, I don’t think he’s buying any of it.
“Mm-hmm…” He chuckles.
He doesn’t believe me.
Of course he doesn’t, ’cause he’s not an idiot!
“I woke up a bit ago and found you gone,” he explains with amusement flanking his features. “I did track your phone and you were close enough for me to come and get you if I needed to, so I let you be for a little bit. But next time, wake me. Okay? If something happens to you and I’m not there…”
He grabs my jaw, eyes boring into mine so intensely, all I want to do is look away. But I’m lost within them, not knowing why.
His jaw tenses, and he exhales deep from his nostrils. “Go to bed.” He straightens. “I’ll be on the sofa, and I’ll be up all night. So don’t try anything again.”
“Like what?”
“Kayla…” His tongue slips out and strikes across his bottom lip. “Do you think I don’t know when I’ve been drugged?”
Shit.
My pulse kicks up. “What? I—I didn’t?—”
“Stop.” His tone is unforgiving, and I think his cock jerks beneath the towel, but I’m too fearful of his harsh expression toreally notice. “I know you did it, and I’m not mad. Not really. I expected it.”
