Isaac suddenly appears, taking a seat on the outside table, his feet on the bench.“What just happened?”
I snap out of my daze, turning to my twin.“You remember that night I was drugged?”
His brows pull in.“Yeah.Who could forget?Jaxon gave us all a stern warning about leaving our drinks unattended.Why?”
“I think I’ve just remembered the missing parts of the night,” I state, pointing to where the taxi moves.
“Summer?”he asks.
I nod.“Yeah.”
“Shit.Didshedrug you?”
I roll my eyes at the ridiculous comment.“No.But I think she knows someone tried to drug her.I remember parts of the night, and one thing is for certain: I never lost sight of my drink once.It was her drink that was spiked.Not mine.And I didn’t spike her drink.The barman alluded to that too when Jaxon went to question him after taking me home.”
“Wait, so that night is how she knows you?”
I run over what I remember about that night, and by the time I’m done, he shakes his head, bewildered.“What are you going to do?”
My lips pull up into a grin.“I’m going to get to know our new neighbour.”
I part with my twin after those words, a plan forming in my mind on how I can get the hot, quirky new neighbour to give me another chance.
I only need one.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Summer
One thing I enjoy aboutworking at Kratos Properties and Investments is that their car park is beneath the monstrous building I work in.Today, the temperature is scorching—just like the anger boiling inside me.It hasn’t dulled since learning my drink was spiked.
Harry Marsden.
My ex-boyfriend.
Our breakup had been messy.It didn’t start that way.I assumed we were on the same page where our relationship was concerned.
