I threw up a few more times before I settled with my back against the shower door. Handing me a wet wash rag, Chase stood beside me as I panted.
“You did that a lot last night,” Chase said, as he looked down at me.
“I’m so sorry,” I cried, as the embarrassment flooded through me.
Rubbing his hands along his jaw, Chase contemplated something before opening his mouth to speak. “Look, I know we didn’t get off on the right foot, but I want you to know nothing happened last night. You were about to leave the bar last night with a man you didn’t know. I brought you up to my room so you could sleep off the drinks. Your friend Avery knows where you are, I already let her know.”
I tore my gaze up at Chase as memories of the night before flashed across my mind. Chase had lifted me away from Landon. Why would he do that? I almost had an amazing night with someone who was actually interested in me, but Chase just ruined that for me.
“Why would you do that?” I yelled, even though the noise pierced through my throbbing head. “You had no business to stop me from having a good night with Landon,” I bellowed.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” Chase yelled, as he stomped his foot. “You were so drunk you could barely stand. You weren’t thinking about what that stranger could do to you. Someone could have really taken advantage of you, I just stepped in before anything could happen,” he said.
Grasping the shower door, I pulled myself up so I could look at Chase more closely. “You are an asshole. Maybe I wanted someone to take advantage of me,” I said in slow, menacing words.
Staring right back at me, Chase didn’t budge. “I may be an asshole, but you are too innocent for this place. You don’t want someone to take advantage of you. All you wanted was someone to notice you. Maybe you just aren’t looking the right way,” Chase finished, as he snapped his mouth shut.
“You don’t know what you are talking about,” I argued back. I wasn’t sure how to react to what he just said. I was also pretty sure that Chase didn’t intend for the last bit of words to slip past his lips.
Shaking his head, Chase turned toward the bathroom door. Walking through the doorway, he turned so I could only see the side of his face. “You are a real pain in my ass,” he said, before slamming the door closed.
Moments later, I heard the hotel room door open and then bang closed again. I waited a few more minutes before leaving the bathroom and then, slowly, Chase’s room.
CHAPTER 8
Chase
I found myself walking aimlessly around town as I had to get out of that Casino and as far away from Lizzie as I could get. She had no fucking clue how much it angered me to watch her grind her sweet, sexy body against that asshole she called Landon.
I watched him hand her drink after drink. He knew what he was doing. Every sip of alcohol that went down her throat, the same throat that should be sipping on me, he was waiting for his chance to get her alone.
As long as I had breath in me, I wasn’t going to let anyone else touch Lizzie. I had never been so grateful for a bartender in my life. Seeing Lizzie and Avery dancing, the bartender at the club sent a text to Jax and a few other guys showing them how hot the girls looked.
Showing me the picture, I threw Jax’s phone across the room and then ran into the nightclub. With her hair pulled up in a slick ponytail, black heels, and a dress that looked like it was painted on those delicious curves, Lizzie looked like a walking hard-on.
Pissed, Jax followed me into the club but left after I gave him my credit card and told him to use it to get himself a new phone to replace the one I had just destroyed. Secretly, I knew he couldn’t stand to watch Avery dance with some tool she had just met, but he wasn’t ready yet to admit that.
My phone beeped in my pocket as I swiftly walked down the sidewalk. Taking it out of my jeans, I saw a text from Jax.
Jax: Avery is working today. She said Lizzie is still pissed at you.
Me: Lizzie can get over it
I typed back but I felt bad about sounding so harsh. All I had wanted to do was protect Lizzie from horny guys and instead, I had pissed her off even more.
Jax: Avery also said Lizzie and her may go dancing again soon…
Me: Just admit you like Avery. I will keep an eye out on the girls…
I decided not to text anymore. As I continued walking, I thought back to the night before. A small smile crept over my face as I remembered the highlight of my night and possibly my year. As I carried Lizzie from the club, she placed her head on my shoulder. Her scent of coconuts and vanilla invaded my senses and I couldn’t help but sniff her hair. I wanted to memorize that smell.
My hands were tucked under her ass and her arms, and as she wrapped her tiny arms around my neck, I heard her mutter words I would keep locked in my brain forever.
Take me to see Chase,Lizzie had said before passing out and falling asleep in my arms. She didn’t weigh anything so I took my time walking back to my room. Lingering possibly too long in the hall, I wanted to keep her in my arms like that forever. Instead, I walked her into my room, placed her in my bed, and sat and watched her sleep until early in the morning. I held her hair back when she would roll over in bed and vomit. I cleaned up her vomit all night and made sure to wipe away the sweat that lingered on her brow.
It was the best fucking night of my life.
CHAPTER 9