Emmett quickly runs his tongue over his lip. “No, I don’t.”
“Made you look.”
Jax shoves Knox on the shoulder and before Knox can retaliate, I walk through the middle of them and head towards the office.
“We need to find her,” I call over my shoulder to no one in particular and ignore the questions from Emmett and Jax, who are trying to catch up.
EVERLEE - THE MORNING AFTER
Theheatfromthemorning sun warms my face, pulling me from my sleep. When I try to roll over, I feel an arm draped over my side and begin to silently freak out.
What happened last night?
Scared to move and find out what happened, I freeze and try to put the pieces of last night back together. I went to a sex club looking for sex… had two goysuxin, which probably wasn’t the best idea because they’re pretty potent. My eyes travel down to the hand hanging across my bare stomach.
Fuck.
It looks petite. A female’s hand.
Did I go home with the bartender?
Working my way through my memories, I remember I was on stage with Knox being tied up in rope, blue eyes, and the troll, Lizzy and then… oh shit. Remembering the light orb that shot out of my hands, I pull them up to look at them. Lizzy dragged me out of the club and we got onto a motorcycle with a bobble head for a driver.
Am I in bed with Lizzy?
Fairly confident I wouldn’t find a stranger, Lizzy’s contorted face meets mine when I roll over. Unable to hold it in any longer, she bursts out laughing. I push against her, creating a space between us. “What the fuck, Liz?”
“Oh, stop.” She bats her hand and rolls out of bed fully clothed. “I just saw a perfect opportunity to fuck with you. I know waking up in a strange bed is a fear of yours.”
“So you thought it would be ok to make me think I went home with a stranger?” I throw the sheets off and notice I’m in my underwear and a crop top that isn’t mine. “Where are my clothes?”
“Yes. Again, I saw an opportunity and love watching that little scrunch in your brow when you’re panicked. I thought the hand on the stomach was a wonderful touch.”
“You’re such a bitch.” I swat at her, laughing.
“A bitch who is currently washing your clothes. Careful or I will dry them on super hot and shrink them.”
“Is that how you shrink clothes?”
“I don’t know. I just wash them all together on normal, then dry them on normal and see what happens. It’s a crap shoot.”
“You know, if you read the directions, that would help.”
“Directions schmections.”
I scrunch my nose at her and she cackles. “Come on. Breakfast is downstairs.”
“Where are we?” I ask, looking around. It’s a large room with tattered industrial wooden floors that have knots throughout. There is a large open window on the far side of the room with a hazy film on most of the picture sized frames, and a hole in one. There’s only one bed with a tattered blanket on the end, and a mismatched dresser along the opposite wall with a dead plant in a pot on the corner.
“A safe house. It hasn’t been used for a while.”
“A safe house?”
“Yea, until we figure out what to do with you. About you. Just you, in general.”
“What was that? Last night.”
“Thanks for qualifying with last night. When you simply asked ‘what was that’, I had no idea you were talking about the giant light ball you made with your hands, putting our lives at risk.”
