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"Excuse me, who the fuck are you?" Danielle stood up, shit she was tall, and defensive of Sin. I respected her for that.

"Dani, that's Aines father," Tess explained calmly. Usually, Tess was the hot head, with a short fuse.

"No shit, I know that. But if he didn't lie to Sin and have some hooker at his hotel room, Sin would have been fucking him instead of flirting with Eric."

So, Danielle and Sin really had no idea who Millie was, or why she was there. This was so much messier than I thought.

I was trying to figure out how to untangle this mess as Tess explained everything she had been told by her sister. I still didn't know what was going on between my older brother and my best friend, but I was thankful for whatever it was at the moment.

Cal, Noah, and Mia came back shortly after Tess, and I cleared the air with Danielle. We sorted out sleeping arrangements. I wasn't about to try to cram three grown men in a single hotel room with one woman when Danielle offered to let Mia and Tess stay at her house for the night.

I volunteered to stay here with her. Danielle gave me a look that basically said she expected nothing less from me. Callum expressed his concern about leaving Millie alone another night and chose to stay at the hotel with her. So that meant Noah was heading back to Danielle's with the sisters.

thirty-eight

Sinclair

Holyshit.WhatdidI drink last night? I woke up with my stomach doing somersaults. What the fuck? I didn't even feel a buzz last night. I sent Mia a text asking if she was awake. She replied almost immediately that she stayed at Daniells with Tess and Noah.

Fuck. That's right. Kai came to my rescue last night after everything in my stomach decided it wanted Eric to have his personal space invaded too. I puked twice last night and passed out. After only two martinis.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I tossed the blankets off the bed; I was about to give an encore of last night's show. I barely made it to the bathroom before vomiting into the toilet. There wasn't much left in me to throw up, so after a few minutes, nothing but dry heaves came up.

I moaned and rested my head against the cold wall next to me. I was so glad Aine went camping and wouldn't see me fall apart like this. I could be alone in my misery.

"Here, baby. Drink this." I looked up to see Kai kneeling in front of me with a glass of water in his hand. I gave him a weak smile and took the water, drinking the entire glass in one gulp.

"You probably should've gone slow with the water." Kai chuckled as he turned the shower on and kneeled to help me up.

"What are you doing here?" I was so confused by his presence. "Aine isn't here, she's camping, so go home."

"I know she's camping, love. Mia told us last night when we got into town." Kai explained as he lifted my big "Four Corners" tourist shirt over my head. Wait a minute, how did I get into pajamas?

"How did I get out of my clothes last night?" I gave him a look.

"Tess got you out of the corset and shorts. I figured you'd be uncomfortable with me or anyone else doing it."

"What the fuck, Kai? You let Tess take care of me when I was unconscious?" I frantically started looking all over my body for random, hastily drawn penises and vaginas.

Kai laughed at me as I searched my flesh. "Baby, what are you doing?"

"Looking for dicks and pussies drawn all over me. It's Tess, Kai."

He doubled over with laughter at my confession. "Good point. But, love, she was more worried about you than anything else. She said you

didn't drink that much. At least not enough to be so sick."

I let the facts sink in. She was right, I had two drinks last night, and I had a full dinner before we started drinking, so I should've been sober. I started to wonder if Eric might have slipped something into my drink. He didn't seem like the type, but did I really know him well?

Kai had stripped off his shirt, and sweatpants. Did he actually think he could come to my rescue, and climb into the shower with me the next morning? Hell, fucking no.

"What do you think you're doing?" I asked him. My arms folded over my bare tits.

"We both need a shower; you live in the desert. Water conservation?"

I wanted to laugh at his reasoning, but I was angry and hurt. He had someone else. I would not be his side piece. "No. You can shower after me or go shower with your girlfriend."

I pointed to the bathroom door. I would not let him seduce me into compliance again.

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