hapter 20

The car service dropped Drake off at 3 AM, barely conscious as he stumbled to bed fully dressed.

He woke to his stomach in knots.

“Thalia,” he mumbled through the hangover haze, “grab my meds?”

The silence hit him like a wall.

“Thalia? Thalia-”

Reality crashed in as his eyes snapped open.

Right. She’d moved out.

The emptiness in his chest felt worse than his stomach.

After searching every cabinet for medicine and finding nothing, he finally caved and called Rosa, his

housekeeper.

She answered, groggy but professional.

“The meds, where are they?”

Looking at her phone–4 AM–Rosa counted to ten.

These trust fund kids would be the death of her.

“First–aid kit, Miss Winters‘ room, top drawer,” she managed evenly.

He found the kit but faced a new problem: a pharmacy’s worth of medications stared back at him.

Thalia had always known exactly which ones he needed.

He scanned labels, swallowed something that seemed right, and hoped for the best.

him out until

woke. “Can

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“Miss Winters‘

“Yeah.”

but I

face darkened.

prep–special herbs, specific ingredients. Plus all the fresh components. Can’t

now.”

added carefully. “I know what goes in it, but not how she actually

ticked. “Regular soup

can handle.”

rubbing his temples, when a knock made

come back?

“Come in.”

in the

have shown because her

nails digging into her

knew exactly who he’d hoped to see.

smile. “Rosa said you weren’t feeling great.

“Fine,” he muttered.

settled beside him, pulling

perfect Montana itinerary. We should road trip it, maybe get a

felt like nails on a

head was pounding, and her constant chatter

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have known exactly what he

he snapped. “Later.

phone lowered slowly.

you?” The hurt in her voice

guilt winning. “Just the headache.

against him, the picture

gentlemen’s club in

gathered around a bridge table. James caught sight of Asher’s wrist. “I say, rather

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