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CHAPTER 55
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2026-10-14 21:56:33
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**EMERSON** My stomach drops. I stare at him, waiting for the punchline. It doesn’t come. River simply stands there, looking far too pleased with himself for a man who has just delivered what might be the most terrifying sentence I’ve heard all morning. “Could you stop being cryptic for five fucking seconds and tell me what the fuck happened?” He tilts his head, studying me. “You really have no idea?” “River, if I had the slightest fucking clue, do you think I’d be standing here asking you? My head is trying to kill me, and whatever brain cells survived last night are currently on strike. So, for the love of God, just spit it out.” His mouth twitches. “Let’s just say you gave me a night I won’t forget in a hurry.” My stomach gives a small, unhappy lurch. I remember vodka. Mason. The stupid dare. River’s mouth against mine… He folds his arms, and I immediately regret giving him the opportunity to draw attention to his biceps. Seriously, Emerson? Now? The man is standing ther
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EMERSON “Enjoying the show, Wildcat?”My entire body goes rigid.That voice.Oh, no.No. No, no, no.The man turns, and all the air leaves my lungs.River Knight.Of course.Of fucking course.Because apparently the universe has decided that a hangover, a mysterious bedroom, and the lingering smell of my own vomit weren’t enough punishment. No, it had to throw in River fucking Knight — shirtless, sweating, and looking like every bad decision I’ve ever almost made.For a few seconds neither of us says a word.I just stare.My brain is working at roughly three per cent capacity, and even that feels generous. It’s struggling to process the fact that the most infuriating man on campus is standing six feet away from me in nothing but dark workout shorts, looking like he was carved out of pure arrogance and expensive genetics.Meanwhile, I’ve got dried vomit on my clothes, a headache that could qualify as a medical emergency, and breath that might legally count as a biological weapon.The
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**EMERSON**My head.Oh, my fucking head.It feels as though someone has parked a truck inside my skull and decided to test the brakes. I groan, squeezing my eyes shut and pressing both hands against my temples.“I’m never drinking again,” I croak.A bold statement, considering I’m fairly certain I’ve made it at least six times before.Even with my eyes closed, the sunlight seeping through my eyelids is far too bright and far too cheerful for someone whose brain feels like it’s been put through a blender. I drag the duvet over my head and lie perfectly still, hoping the darkness might convince my skull to stop trying to split itself in two. My mouth feels as though I’ve spent the night chewing sand. My tongue is practically glued to the roof of it. My stomach gives a warning twist the moment I dare to shift.“Never again,” I mumble into the duvet. “Ever. This time I mean it.”A fresh wave of pain pulses behind my forehead. Hiding from the sun isn’t helping. If anything, the throbb
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**RIVER** By the time we reach my car, I’m seriously considering changing my phone number, moving to another country, and pretending I never met either of my friends. Jax, unfortunately, is still talking. “Try not to fall in love before breakfast, Knight.” “Try not to get hit by a bus before you reach your car.” He places a hand over his heart. “And here I was, hoping to give a speech at your wedding. Guess I’ll start looking for a bus.” I ignore him. Reacting only encourages the bastard. Knox opens the back door before I can tell him to do something useful for once. I lower Emerson onto the seat, one hand cradling the back of her head. She stirs, making a small noise of protest when I try to pull my arm free. “Easy, Wildcat.” Her fingers slip from my undershirt, and for some ridiculous reason I watch them fall. Jesus Christ. Get a grip, Knight. She’s half-conscious, covered in God knows what, and you’re standing here analysing the way her fingers let go of your shirt like y
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**RIVER** Jax’s gaze dropped to Emerson, still fast asleep in my arms, her cheek pressed against my chest and one hand curled into my undershirt like she’d signed a fucking lease. “Oh,” he said slowly. “What the fuck does that mean?” “Nothing. I’m just trying to figure out when you became the official chairman of the Emerson Hart Sleeping Arrangements Committee.” “Jax.” “What? You’ve vetoed my place like you’re personally responsible for approving her fucking accommodation.” He tilted his head, studying me with exaggerated curiosity. “Should we expect a background check next, or are you saving that for the second date?” “I’m making sure she doesn’t wake up tomorrow with a hangover, realise she’s been dumped somewhere she never fucking agreed to stay, and decide to press charges against the most convenient asshole in her version of events — ” “Which would be you, presumably?” “Who else?” “Fair enough.” Jax nodded, looking far too pleased with himself. “So, hypothetically, i
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**RIVER**“Finish that sentence,” I warned, “and I’ll give you something worth being horrified about.”Both girls stared at me.“I didn’t fucking touch her, okay!”“I — I didn’t say you did,” Priya stammered.“You were about to.” I cut her a sharp look. “You both looked at me like you were one second away from accusing me of taking advantage of a drunk girl and calling the police, her father, and possibly the entire FBI.”Priya held up both hands. “Okay. Fine, but look at you! You’re half-dressed, she’s practically unconscious in your arms, and you’re coming out of the ladies’ toilets together. What the hell are we supposed to think? That you two were in there discussing the weather? I’m saying it looks suspicious!”“Then perhaps try asking a question before deciding I’m a criminal.”“Your shirt is missing, River!”“BECAUSE YOUR DRUNK FRIEND THREW UP ON IT!” I snapped. “My favourite shirt, by the way. Limited edition. Expensive as hell. Completely ruined because Emerson Hart apparent
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