me.
"You okay?" he says too sincerely.
"Peachy," I mumble while trying to wobble free from his grip.
"Damn, you're so drunk right now," he sighs while catching me before I lose my footing again.
"So what?"
He doesn't have time to answer before the heel on my shoe breaks and I go falling forward. I tense up, but I'm suddenly going up before I hit the ground. Kane pulls me into his arms in a bridal-style carry.
"Kane, please put me down. I want to go home," I gripe while struggling.
"I'm sure you do, but you're too drunk to walk, and quite frankly, I'm not taking you home until I know you're not going to have alcohol poisoning."
"That's a little melodramatic," I scoff.
"No, ignoring me all day, staying away from your house, and then getting drunk at some random party where you don't have any friends there to have your back is melodramatic."
His tone is almost scolding, and I start to laugh at how absurd he sounds.
"Stalk me much?"
His jaw tenses, proving he's a little madder than I realized.
"Alyssa, you're obviously pissed, and all I want is a chance to explain about last night."
"It's fine. I'm sure Amy was thrilled to have you come after her, especially when she found out you left me naked in the bed to run out."
He huffs loudly, cursing under his breath, and then he murmurs, "You heard that? Why didn't you just say something?"
I squirm uselessly in his powerful grip. I'm too drunk to be very strong right now. Fuck it.
"Sounded like a personal problem, and it was obvious I was the other woman."
He groans, frustration rolling over him as he readies himself for the big explanation.
"Not even close to being the case. Yes, Amy is a little obsessed with me, but I've never been with her. She's just my damn roommate," he grumbles, as if he's exasperated. "She gets a little crazy, but we usually just calm her down."
"How? Do you put her back in her cage?" I mumble sardonically, not really meaning for him to hear, but he lets a laugh out.
"Something like that," he snickers.
Obviously I didn't say that as quietly as I meant to.
"How did you find me?"
He motions behind him with his head, though I have no idea what he's motioning to.
"The music. It's not like we haven't heard it thudding every time we go outside. We don't go to Heath's parties, but I would have shown up sooner, had I known you were there."
"Why? So you could tell me all about leaving me naked in the bed to go chase after another girl?"
His head drops back as he lets out another exasperated groan.
"You're really blowing this out of proportion. The last thing I wanted to do was leave you. Believe me, it was painful to do. But that's not why I would have shown up. Heath has a reputation for doing girls the way he tried to do you tonight."
"Oh," I mumble, looking away as a sick pang strikes.
That was way too damn close.
"So I suppose your mother's friend - Frankie - was supposed to be watching out for you?"
I thought so.
"I just assumed he was. I guess he would have been if I told him I was going out."
"I would have been if you had just talked to me."
I sigh, not really sure if I want to be talking to him right now. He definitely didn't do much for my confidence.
"Sorry, but I still don't feel right about all this. I shouldn't have even let you in my bed, and now you're whisking me away to who knows where."
"My house," he says as we start up the steps, making me look around.
My jaw drops when I see the three story cabin stretching wide. There's no way they can afford this beast. And he thought my place was impressive?
"Okay, this definitely doesn't feel right. I really don't want to be around Amy right now."
He frowns, and then he shakes his head.
"Don't worry about her. She knows not to mess with you, and she'll eventually get the hell over me.”
Doubtful.
I sure as hell can't seem to stop thinking about him, and I just met him.
"Just take me home, please."
"If I take you home,
"You okay?" he says too sincerely.
"Peachy," I mumble while trying to wobble free from his grip.
"Damn, you're so drunk right now," he sighs while catching me before I lose my footing again.
"So what?"
He doesn't have time to answer before the heel on my shoe breaks and I go falling forward. I tense up, but I'm suddenly going up before I hit the ground. Kane pulls me into his arms in a bridal-style carry.
"Kane, please put me down. I want to go home," I gripe while struggling.
"I'm sure you do, but you're too drunk to walk, and quite frankly, I'm not taking you home until I know you're not going to have alcohol poisoning."
"That's a little melodramatic," I scoff.
"No, ignoring me all day, staying away from your house, and then getting drunk at some random party where you don't have any friends there to have your back is melodramatic."
His tone is almost scolding, and I start to laugh at how absurd he sounds.
"Stalk me much?"
His jaw tenses, proving he's a little madder than I realized.
"Alyssa, you're obviously pissed, and all I want is a chance to explain about last night."
"It's fine. I'm sure Amy was thrilled to have you come after her, especially when she found out you left me naked in the bed to run out."
He huffs loudly, cursing under his breath, and then he murmurs, "You heard that? Why didn't you just say something?"
I squirm uselessly in his powerful grip. I'm too drunk to be very strong right now. Fuck it.
"Sounded like a personal problem, and it was obvious I was the other woman."
He groans, frustration rolling over him as he readies himself for the big explanation.
"Not even close to being the case. Yes, Amy is a little obsessed with me, but I've never been with her. She's just my damn roommate," he grumbles, as if he's exasperated. "She gets a little crazy, but we usually just calm her down."
"How? Do you put her back in her cage?" I mumble sardonically, not really meaning for him to hear, but he lets a laugh out.
"Something like that," he snickers.
Obviously I didn't say that as quietly as I meant to.
"How did you find me?"
He motions behind him with his head, though I have no idea what he's motioning to.
"The music. It's not like we haven't heard it thudding every time we go outside. We don't go to Heath's parties, but I would have shown up sooner, had I known you were there."
"Why? So you could tell me all about leaving me naked in the bed to go chase after another girl?"
His head drops back as he lets out another exasperated groan.
"You're really blowing this out of proportion. The last thing I wanted to do was leave you. Believe me, it was painful to do. But that's not why I would have shown up. Heath has a reputation for doing girls the way he tried to do you tonight."
"Oh," I mumble, looking away as a sick pang strikes.
That was way too damn close.
"So I suppose your mother's friend - Frankie - was supposed to be watching out for you?"
I thought so.
"I just assumed he was. I guess he would have been if I told him I was going out."
"I would have been if you had just talked to me."
I sigh, not really sure if I want to be talking to him right now. He definitely didn't do much for my confidence.
"Sorry, but I still don't feel right about all this. I shouldn't have even let you in my bed, and now you're whisking me away to who knows where."
"My house," he says as we start up the steps, making me look around.
My jaw drops when I see the three story cabin stretching wide. There's no way they can afford this beast. And he thought my place was impressive?
"Okay, this definitely doesn't feel right. I really don't want to be around Amy right now."
He frowns, and then he shakes his head.
"Don't worry about her. She knows not to mess with you, and she'll eventually get the hell over me.”
Doubtful.
I sure as hell can't seem to stop thinking about him, and I just met him.
"Just take me home, please."
"If I take you home,
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