He shook his head. “How do I remember the women you fucked more than you do?”
“You’re obsessed with me?” I suggested with a shit-eating grin.
“Yeah, fucking right. She’s the one whose cat died.”
I stopped again staring at him in disbelief. “You’re not actually comparing this situation with a girl whose cat died of old age?”
“A lot of women would argue that she was vulnerable and you took advantage of the situation,” he stated. “Fits if you ask me.”
“Okay. First of all, I let her cry all over my shoulder. She was the one who took it farther,” I pointed out. “I even tried to push the pause button and told her that maybe we should wait. I’m an asshole, but notthatmuch of one.”
He chuckled. “I know. I’m your best friend. I know you better than you know yourself.”
“Sure.”
“I’m just saying,” he met my gaze and his was unwavering, “there’s something different here. She’s-”
“Look,” I said, interrupting him. Last thing I needed was him voicing what I was so desperately trying to push down and forget. “She helped Camila out and I felt like I owed her. We’ll help her out and that’ll be it.” I walked away before he couldargue. Not that the fucker didn’t try. His voice followed me down the hallway.
“Sure. That’ll be it. We still need to talk about that broken wrist by the way…”
I shook my head and headed over toward the table where everyone was sitting. Stopping next to Rue, I sighed when I saw the glassy look in her eyes. “Seriously?” I asked the group.
“She needed to chill out a bit,” Code answered.
“Just help Relay with the sack of meat back there,” I told them. “And make sure it’s all cleaned up before morning.”
“Code and I will clean the room,” Flir offered.
“Thanks,” I told him, grateful that it’d get taken care of.
“Oh man, why dowehave to do it?” Code grumbled.
“Because now I have to go take care of a drunk woman,” I told him. “You probably gave her alcohol poisoning.”
“Believe it or not, she really held her own until the last couple of shots,” Code said with a grin. He and the others got out of their chairs and headed back to the interrogation room to deal with Rhino.
My gratitude for their help didn’t need to be expressed, but I would anyway. Later. Looking down at Rue as she smiled up at me and swayed in her chair, I also made a mental note to beat their asses.
I wasn’t planning to let her go home and deal with the aftermath of this alone. But I hadn’t been planning on comforting her when she was three sheets to the wind either. I didn’t know much about her, and I was going to lose out on valuable time I could’ve used to do that. “Come on, gorgeous,” I told her, holding out my hand.
She grasped it, then stumbled as she stood and slammed into my chest. Wrapping my arms around her, I tried to decide if I actually needed to thank my brothers for the assist or still fucking pound on them. I really didn’t appreciate them thinkingthey needed to get a woman blitzed for her to want to spend time with me. Fuckers.
CHAPTER 10
Rue
Groaning, I pried my eyes open. The alarm clock next to the bed read three in the morning. Frowning, I wondered how it’d gotten over on the other side of my bed.
My bladder didn’t allow me to keep wondering. It was urgently letting me know that I needed to use the bathroom. I got up, then swore as I tripped over something. Peering through the darkness, I frowned at a pair of work boots.
“What the-” Then it all came back to me. I was still a little drunk from all the alcohol the guys had given me at the clubhouse, but I’d slept enough off to remember Rhino.
Swallowing back bile, I made my way into Overdrive’s bathroom. He’d brought me back to his place. It was a small little one-bedroom house. A bachelor pad of the highest order with only one bedroom, one bath, a kitchen and a living room. I was thankful that there were walls separating the rooms.
He wasn’t in the bed with me. I finished my business, washed my hands, and went in search of him. I bit my lip to keep a smile from forming when I saw him on the couch. He didn’t look comfortable at all. His feet were up on the arm rest and a thin blanket was tossed over him. But his chest was bare and my eyes wandered over the dark shapes imprinted on his skin. I wished the lights were on so I could see his tattoos better.
He sucked in a heavy breath, letting me know he was stirring, so I tiptoed back to the bedroom. My eyes drifted closed and I was just about back to sleep when a noise caught my attention.
