Page 57 of The Betrayal

“A wedding,” Keaton’s lips turn down, his head bobbing.

“Of our friends, yeah, an old friend of mine,” I interrupt.

Damn Keaton being drunk.

“Why are you here?” I ask, grinning wide as I pray that Sage and Dex don’t come up and blow it.

“We fancied a few nights away and thought why not come back to where it all started,” her hand rests on Killian’s chest, looking up at her husband and smiling.

“That’s lovely. Okay well look, we don’t want to crash your romantic getaway, come on big fella, let’s get you up to the room,” I shove into Keaton trying to barge him, but Killian stops me.

“Why did you bring Keaton with you?” His brows pinch and I know he is trying to catch me out.

Not today Killian.

“Why not? I needed a plus one so I dragged him along.”

“I see,” Killian rubs his stubble and Reese rolls her eyes.

“Stop playing detective old man,” she swats at his arm and a giggle bubbles out of me.

“Look, why don’t we get dinner with you and our friends tomorrow night? How does that work?” I blurt out before I have even had a moment to register, but at least I have time to give Sage and Dex the low down.

“Sounds perfect, text me with the reservations yeah?”

“Of course, yeah,” I smile at her and Keaton is just chuckling to himself beside me. Fucking idiot.

Killian leads Reese away and once they’re out of sight I breathe out a sigh of relief.

“I need a drink, come on giggles, let’s get drunk. Fuck it.”

CHAPTER TWENTY

KEATON

What the fuck is that high pitched noise?

Grumbling, I pat around the bed looking for something to silence it.

It stops for just a moment before it screams again.

Forcing my eyes open, the brightness of the day fills the room and my head is pounding, my mouth dry and my eyes burning.

I look across and see my phone dancing across the bedside unit.

“Someone had better fucking died to keep blowing my phone up.”

Reaching for it, my brows furrow in confusion when I see Titus’ name flashing up on my screen before it cuts off.

Twenty missed calls.

Twenty.

Shit.

My first thought goes to Kaleb, then Amora and the baby as I answer the call when it starts to ring again.

“Oh, hi Titus,” I croak but still trying to keep upbeat. “You doing good?” He definitely is not doing good. “Look, as much as I am enjoying you perforating my ear drum, I’m a little busy at the moment,” my lips twitch as I look over at a naked Arizona.

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