Page 5 of North (The Moral Compass 2)

Arghhh, make it stop. Why is my head banging and hurting, and why does my arse feel like it’s been beaten with a baseball bat?

North must have put me to bed. I’m dressed in one of his T-shirts. I can smell him on it. I cry into my pillow. I open my eyes to see a bottle of water and some painkillers with a note.

“Take two. N. x”

So, I do, and I fall back asleep.

It’s noon before I wake again, but this time it’s not on my own terms. I can hear laughing. I can hear North laughing and then Sherie’s voice saying some shit in French.

Jealousy runs through my body, and my inner demon awakes.She can keep her fucking hands off him, the dirty fucking French bitch.

The thing is I know Sherie too well. Unless you have made a claim, any man is fair game. As I didn’t tell her how I felt about North, then she wouldn’t know he was off-limits.

Why don’t you just open up and tell your best friends everything and get their perspective on things?

I think it might be a bit late for that now though.

I make my way downstairs and into the kitchen. Sherie is wearing one of North’s T-shirts, too. Fire crawls through me, but I try not to look bothered. They are both sitting a little too close for my liking at the island, and I just need to know if he fucked her last night. She is all doe-eyed and pouty.

“North is a very good host, Kara,” she purrs, rubbing his bicep. I look to North who looks extremely happy and relaxed. Happier than I’ve seen him in a long time.

“Huh? Oh, okay. I just need some coffee, and then I’ll call you a cab.”

“No need. She’s going to spend the day by the pool. I didn’t think you’d mind as you haven’t seen each other in such a long time, and Sutton is coming over soon with more stuff, too,” North says with devilment in his eyes.

No, no, no! My head is screaming.I need her to leave. I don’t want her near you any longer. But I just smile and pour some coffee.

“Good, well that’s settled, ladies. I’m off. I’ll be out for the day with West when Sutton gets here. Have fun.” He gets up and leaves the kitchen as I watch Sherie stare at his ass.

“Kara, that man has an arse you could swipe your card down and ask how much. He is one fine specimen.” She drools.

Fuck it! I need to know.

“Did you fuck him, Sherie?” I try to ask casually, but with a hangover the size of the Eiffel Tower, it came out quite aggressively. She shakes her head.

Chapter 5

North

Thepreviousnight…

I hear the security system switch on, and it’s the alarm for the main gates. I sit and watch as a car pulls up the driveway. It’s only when it’s close that I realise it’s a bloody police car.

I fly down the stairs and don’t even notice that I haven’t taken a breath. Is Kara okay? What’s happened? Why are they here? Questions flood my brain. My heart is pounding. Fuck, let her be okay!

I pull open the door to find Kara trying to put her key in one of the security cameras on the door. She’s absolutely fucking steaming drunk. It only takes a few seconds before she barges past me in the direction of the bathroom.

I look at her friend and nod her into the house. “Go straight through. The kitchen is at the back. I’ll be there in a minute,” I call out to her.

“I’m so sorry, officers. You have a lot more pressing things to deal with than two drunk women.” I offer a charming smile, hoping they will just leave it at that.

“It’s fine, honestly. They have given us a right laugh. Your sister is something else. We will leave them with you. Good luck,” said the tall copper. Then, he turns back from the bottom of the steps. “Oh, and can you tell her I’ll give her a ring later to arrange that date she asked for?” He raises his hand and gets back in their car. He means Sherie, right?

“So, you must be Sherie?” I ask as I walk into the kitchen. In another life, I might have been interested in one, possibly two fucks, but I’m just not feeling it. She nods and pouts at the same time.Argh,God give me strength; she’s coming on to me, but I don’t do the pouting bimbos.

“The copper said he’d ring you later to arrange the date you wanted.”

She starts to laugh. “It’s not me who’s wanting a date. It’s Kara.”

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