Page 78 of One Night With You

“Hey, we need to get Travis in the car, he’s passed out drunk, and Aria needs to drive him home. But she can’t lift him.”

Kingston cursed under his breath, before kissing my temple. “I’ll be right back. I promise.”

“I’ll go with you.”

He shook his head, his jaw tense. “No, you don’t need to see this.”

“Don’t kill him,” I warned.

“We won’t. Promise.”

“I’m not going to promise anything about what Crew and Sebastian are going to do,” Kane mumbled under his breath, leaving me standing with Phoebe.

“That sucks,” Phoebe said after a moment.

“That’s succinct. I feel like we should talk with Aria.”

“What will we say?” It wasn’t as if we had a right to do so or knew what was going on.

“Tell her that we love her, and we don’t know what to do for her. Because we’re worried,” Livvy said as she came up to us, and I hadn’t realized she’d overheard.

I shook my head. “Maybe she’s just trying to help Travis.”

“I don’t know. But it hurts to see. And that’s whyit’s hard to trust most people.” Livvy sipped her drink again, before being called over by her parents.

My phone buzzed at that moment, and I looked down at the readout, cursing when I needed to answer it. “I’ll be right back.”

“Everything okay?” Phoebe asked, worry in her tone.

“I don’t know,” I answered, a little worried. “Trix? What’s going on?”

“The entire liquor distributor just canceled. They had a roof collapse, and they lost it all. I don’t know what to do. I can’t handle this myself. And there’s that huge event tomorrow, and they need us, and now we don’t have anything for them.” Trix went on and on, her voice going high-pitched, and while my heart raced, panic settling over me, I pushed it aside because this was my job. I had to handle it.

“Where are you?”

“I’m at the event space, setting up.”

I frowned, confused. “You’re supposed to be home right now. You don’t have to work this late, Trix.”

“I was running behind. Now I’m glad that I’m here. I have things to do.”

I held back a curse because she was correct. I just hated that she was alone in this for the time being. “Okay. I’ll head out to you.”

“Don’t. You’re supposed to be celebrating with your boyfriend tonight.”

“And you need my help. This is my business. I’m going to help. I’m going to be there.”

“I want to say no, but I need your help. I can’t handle this on my own.”

“We’ll handle it together. I’ll be there in twenty minutes.”

“I’m so sorry.”

“It’s not your fault.”

We said our goodbyes and ended the call, as Phoebe raised her brows at me. “I heard most of that. A roof collapse? Is everyone okay?”

“Trix said no one was in the building at the time so there are no injuries. Just a mess and broken inventory. I have no idea what I’m going to do, but I need to go handle it.” I looked across the dance floor, and around the room, but I couldn’t see Kingston. “Can you tell Kingston what happened? I’ll call him when I get to the place, but I need to go now.”

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