Page 18 of Accidentally Yours

“You were drugged,” Matt said.

“But why would he do that to us?”

“Probably for fun,” James said. “It happens all the time.”

After talking with Matt and James, I went down to the pool and didn’t see Damien anywhere, so I went up to his suite and knocked on the door. Nothing. He wasn’t in there, and I had no way of getting ahold of him.

The day had passed, and still no word from Damien. Matt and James felt a little better and packed for our flight tomorrow morning. I did the same, watched some TV, and then fell asleep.

The following morning, I was woken up by a knock on my room door. I put on my robe, opened it, and found Damien standing there. He pushed past me and stepped inside.

“What time is your flight?” he asked.

“Three hours,” I replied.

“Flight number?” he asked.

“Let me check.” I grabbed my phone and pulled up my ticket. “807.”

“I’m on the same flight.”

“Where were you all day yesterday? I tried to find you. I even went to your suite.”

“I was out and didn’t want to be bothered. I’m going to need your phone number so I can get in touch with you about the annulment.”

“Okay,” I rattled off my number. “Yours?”

“You’ll get it when I text you.” He turned and headed for the door. “I guess I’ll see you on the plane.”

“Yeah. I guess you will.”

He walked out, and I stood there with my hands on my hips as the door slammed shut. As sexy as Damien Blackwood was, he was a total asshole and not marriage material at all. He claimed I wasn’t taking this situation seriously, but I was. Who just marries some stranger in Vegas? Apparently, I did. But I wasn’t surprised by how my life had been going lately.

“Where’s your husband?” Matt nudged my shoulder when we arrived at the airport.

“I don’t know. He’s around here somewhere.” I looked around the airport as we stood in line at security.

Once we made it through, we headed to our gate just as the plane started boarding.

“Oh my God. I told you we were barely going to make it.” I smacked Matt’s arm.

“Ouch, princess. Blame James. He was the one who took too long in the bathroom.”

“Like I can help it,” James said.

Once they called our zone, we scanned our boarding passes and boarded the plane. I stopped when I saw Damien sitting in first class.

“You two go ahead. I’ll meet you back there,” I told Matt, sitting in the empty aisle seat next to Damien.

“Is that your seat?” he asked.

“No. I just thought we should talk for a minute.”

“I’m not in the mood, Willa.” He sighed.

“Listen. I know you don’t think I’m fazed by this whole ordeal, but I am. I want you to know that.”

“Fine. You’re fazed.” He looked down at his phone.

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