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“You mean you were staring at me like a creep,” she corrects with narrowed eyes.
“I wasn’t staring at you,” I correct.
I was trying to figure her out. She was intriguing from the moment I first saw her. And after she bumped into me, I was just a little curious. When she returned, I watched her, wanting to see what else she would do.
“You were, but continue,” she says airily.
I roll my eyes before doing as she asked.
I thought it was odd so I followed you both when you left. I got derailed for a minute or two so it took me some time before I got to you, but thankfully I did.”
The derailment was courtesy of Sloane and his buddies who somehow found me and tried to get me into a bathroom so I could snort a line of coke with them. I came very close to punching him in the jaw but I had to remind myself that he had good intentions, or at least he thought he did. Honestly, a year ago, I probably would have accepted the offer.
“What drug was it?” she asks.
“SlumberX,” I inform her. “It was developed a few years ago by some stupid college kids who wanted a new kind of drug that wouldn’t have the more permanent effects other drugs have on unsuspecting women. It’s highly illegal, but the drug itself only causes some drowsiness, dizziness. You get weak until you eventually pass out. After that, just some weakness until you’re fully yourself again. Shouldn’t last too long and after that, nothing.”
“Okay.” She nods repeatedly, trying to come to terms with what I said. “So you came outside, fought those two men, and then brought me here.”
“You asked me not to take you to the hospital, darling. And no police. You were too far gone to tell me where you live, so I brought you here.”
“Alright, then. So I guess I do owe you my thanks.”
I arch an eyebrow. “You still haven’t said it yet,” I point out.
“Thank you,” she mutters. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go.”
She starts to climb out of the bed. She’s still in her dress from yesterday, although I made sure to take off her shoes. Once she steps out of the bed, though, she sways on her feet. I stand immediately, placing a hand on her arm.
“Careful. You’ll still be feeling a little weak,” I tell her. “You’re not going anywhere. At least not until you’ve eaten some food and taken aspirin or something. Come on.”
She pauses, looking up at me. For such a fierce woman, she’s not very tall, so she has to crane her head a little to look me in the eye.
“I’m wary of people who are nice for no reason,” she informs me.
“And I’m wary of women who are wary of nice people. Everyone likes nice people.”
“Aaron seemed like a nice person,” she says softly under her breath.
“Who?”
“The guy from last night. The one who slipped something into my drink.”
Oh. “Yeah, that asshole is a good reason to be wary. Unfortunately, wariness didn’t help you out when you decided to go out alone with him,” I say, then immediately want to punch myself because that was so insensitive.
Fucking hell, Graham. Filter!
For some reason, that makes her smile. “Okay, fine. You’re obviously a jerk so I guess I can tone down the wariness.”
“Great, breakfast. Now. I’m starving,” I say, starting to walk out of the room.
“You don’t even know my name,” she points out. “And I don’t know yours.”
That gives me pause. I stare at her for a second.
“Do you want to tell me your name?” I ask.
She seems taken aback by the question. “Not really, no,” she says unsurely.
