“You’re drunker than I thought,” I said. “And I thought you were pretty drunk.” He managed to get his body into the seat, and I returned to my own side just as raindrops splashed on my windshield. “Too drunk for Jailbait to feel,” he said. “The bond’s numb. She can have an Adrian-free night.” “That was very thoughtful of you,” I said. “Though I’m guessing that’s not the real reason you were hitting the bottle. Or why you came here. As far as I can tell, all you’ve accomplished is to mess with Brayden.” “He called you a prostitute.” “He did not! You baited him into that.” Adrian ran a hand
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