“Thanks, Rick. Now, tell me what happened.” I take a sip.
He sips his own coffee and exhales deeply, sadness shadowing his handsome face.
“A guy who was my favorite football player broke my arm.”
I gasp. “What? Why?” I take another slow sip, suddenly feeling drained.
Probably from all the tension during my heat. I desperately needed this coffee.
He looks me in the eye. “Because of you.”
Did Sawyer attack him after that night? I blink slowly as I listen. My eyelids feel heavy.
“Dustin followed me to my dorm,” he tells me.
I gasp.
“He said you’re his fated mate and to stay away from you.”
I reach across the table and place my hand on top of his. “I’m so sorry, Rick.”
“He shouldn’t have done that.” My head lulls forward.
Rick is there in an instant pulling me against his body like we’re a couple.
“Are you okay?” He mutters against my cheek smelling like honey and lemon.
“I don’t know what’s happening.”
“I’ll get you back to campus.”
I sigh in relief. “Thank you.”
“Don’t want your alphas trying to kill me.”
Gosh, he must think each of my alphas are Satan reincarnated.
He helps me to my feet and tucks and arm around my body holding me up right.
“Nothing to see here. Just a student who pulled too many all nighters,” he says to the onlookers.
“I should call Sawyer.”
“Of course,” he says.
Once outside he opens his car door and places me in the front seat.
He’s muttering something to himself as he buckles me in. “Your alphas are evil.”
I can’t speak coherently. What’s… happ…ening… to… me?”
Think Harper.You didn’t feel drowsy until after you drunk the coffee Rick gave to you.
I try to unbuckle. “I need to get to Sawyer. He’ll be waiting…for me…” I slur.
Rick climbs into the driver seat. I hear his door shut and the engine roars to life.
“I’ve got you now. I’ll take care of you, Harper.”
