Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 93 You Must Miss Me

I jolted up from the bed, heart racing, and checked my clothes.

Still in my PJs from last night, and they weren't all messed up.

"Guess nothing crazy went down," I muttered to myself.

Jason must've heard my scream. He blinked around, looking lost. "Why am I here?"

I was wondering the same thing. Then I felt movement behind me. I turned and saw Ethan, who was also waking up.

He didn't seem surprised at all. He stretched his neck, looking a bit uncomfortable. "I think I dragged you in here last night and got the wrong room."

I was speechless for a while. "You guys were totally wasted last night!"

Jason rubbed his head, looking a bit out of it. "Yeah, we drank a lot. I don't remember a thing."

They were still in yesterday's clothes, so they must've crashed right after getting hammered.

They were so out of it; we probably just passed out together without anything happening.

Jason stumbled out of bed, shaking his head like he was trying to clear it. "I'm gonna take a shower."

After he left, I turned back to see Ethan lying there, one arm under his head, staring at me.

I was annoyed. "Seriously? How do you mess this up? Sleeping in the wrong room with the wrong person must be your thing, huh?"

Ethan smirked, pulled me back down, and rolled over to face me. "You never sleep still. Did you grope around last night?"

Honestly, I had no clue who I was hugging in my sleep. "How would I know? I was out cold, just like you, drunk and clueless."

Ethan's face darkened, and he tightened his grip on my waist. "Sleeping and being drunk aren't the same! Fess up, did you practice driving in your dreams last night?" Talking about dream driving was embarrassing, but the way he asked made me laugh.

Seeing me laugh made him even madder, so he shut me up with a kiss. I could still taste the booze on his lips.

We messed around on the bed, making the already messy sheets even worse.

The crazy thing was, this didn't change anything between us. It was like nothing happened. And really, nothing did.

By the time I went downstairs to make breakfast, they had both changed and come down.

a meeting this morning and bailed

lugging a suitcase, saying he was off on another one of his spontaneous business

me all quiet, Ethan walked over and pinched my cheek. "What's

play it cool.

around my waist from behind. His voice, all low and magnetic, whispered in my ear, "You better miss

but yeah,

drink a lot on these trips, right? With your drinking habits, ending up

sat down. "You just did it last night. Even though you just brought Jason to the wrong room, it's basically the same.

sat across from me, still smiling. "If you're so

"It's not that I don't trust you. Just reminding

put down his fork and gave

too, his smile warm. I thought, this was probably the kind of life I wanted-hanging out

to think about real problems, like Victor never accepting me or how hard it was for me to

issues someday, right now, I

he

room, found his key on the bedside table,

elevator, Piper rushed

his desk, and used the key to unlock the

there, easy to spot. As I grabbed

mix of emotions. The book

office when he has some downtime. He really

Piper stood there, looking polite but

book back, locked the drawer, and handed

thinking maybe I shouldn't give up so easily. With modern medicine being so advanced, lots of people get treated

a specialized hospital, but

Eloise Butler in the same car. She loved to chat, especially about

Eloise was talking about a friend who got forced into a divorce by her husband because she couldn't have kids. It hit me

get pregnant, would I face the

said her friend remarried and, after seeing

doctor, which hospital?"

at me, her gaze piercing. She leaned

I had to be honest.

apart because of infertility. I'm soft-hearted and know where that doctor is;

in the feels. Thinking of what Linda said, I couldn't

to a glimmer of hope, I decided to give it a shot.

looking super enthusiastic.

got into her

we went, the more uneasy I felt. I couldn't help but ask, "Eloise, where's this