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My chest aches remembering her words, and tears fill my eyes. I smacked her and came to the house. Then what? I vaguely recall fighting with Leo on the phone.

The more I try to remember, the worse my head hurts.

Risking opening my eyes, I find myself staring at a wall I don’t recognize.

Where the hell am I?This isn’t my wall or Leo’s room.

When I carefully inch my way up into a sitting position, the cover drops, and I stare down at my bare breasts, then lift the covers.

Why the fuck am I naked, and whose bed am I in?

When I drop the bedding, I see a man lying beside me with his back to me. A man I instantly recognize, thanks to his man bun. Nash.

I must be in Nash’s room.Why am I here? How did I get here? And why the hell am I naked in bed with Nash?

As I quickly cover myself again, I get a flashback of drinking in Leo’s room with Amber, but then nothing.

My God, what happened and what did I do?

Peering over at Nash’s sleeping form, I’m so confused.

What did we do?

I nudge him, and he mumbles something but stays asleep.

Pushing him harder, I say in a panic, “Nash. Wake up.”

He rolls over so he’s facing me, and he opens his eyes. His eyebrows furrow before he realizes we are in bed together. He jumps out of bed, and I’m relieved he at least has boxers on.

“Kylie, what the fuck are you doing in my bed?” he yells as he steadies himself while inspecting the room like it has the answer.

“I-I don’t know,” I answer honestly.

“You have to get out of here… now,” he exclaims.

As I look around to see if I have any clothes in here, the door slams open, and there stands an angry-looking Leo.

Shit.

ChapterTwenty-Four

Leo

When I pull into the driveway, I’m surprised as hell to see Kylie’s car still here. I hope she decided to stay and talk this through. Last night was one of the worst nights of my life.Fucking Beth.I knew she might be at the fire, and I almost came clean when Kylie told me where she was going, but I stupidly thought it would be okay before making a vow to tell her today.

It needed to be explained face to face.Just one more day, I thought.What could it hurt?But our fight proved I ran out of time, and that bitch told her. She even lied and said it happened more than once. I was so pissed I started drinking heavily. My dad and Sophie noticed my mood had changed and the amount of alcohol I was consuming, so they got me out of there before I made a scene.

I kept trying to call and text Kylie but didn’t get any response, so I drank more, hating myself for not telling her about Beth sooner.

On the way home, I told Sophie about Beth. She advised me to give Kylie some time and said she would come with me to help me talk to her. It sounded reasonable at the time, but when I woke up this morning, the last thing I wanted to do is give Kylie space.I won’t lose her now. I have to convince her it was only once and before her.

I got Sophie moving, and we hightailed it home.

Rushing through the front door like my ass is on fire, I find Amber standing in the living room, seemingly worried and twisting her hands together.

What has she got to be worried about?It isn’t her life that has been turned upside down.Running to my room, I expect to find Kylie, but she isn’t there. I spot her broken phone on the floor, though.

Where the fuck is she?

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