Page 141 of To Love Jason Thorn

“How do you feel, Jason?” he askedinstead of giving me an answer. Shit. I was seconds away from vomitingall over their shoes.

“Brutal. I suggest you point me in thedirection of the bathroom. Right now.”

When I was done puking my guts out, Ifelt worse than I had when I’d woken up, if that was even possible.

I stumbled out of the bathroom. “Alvin,what time is it?”

“Sit the fuck down for a minute,” Devlinbarked.

“Keep your damn voice down for fuck’ssake. What the hell did you give me to drink last night anyway?”

“I didn’t give you a damn thing, Jason.”

I plopped down on the couch again andstarted massaging my temples. Alvin was still hovering around, but Devlin satright across from me. He didn’t look any better than I did.

Frowning, I turned to Alvin. “Where’sOlive?”

“Look,” Devlin cut in before Alvin couldsay anything. “Look, Jason. You’re in trouble. Hell, I’m in trouble.”

“Explain,” I ordered, steeling myself.If he had done anything to Olive, if he had said anything to upset her—

“I’ve been questioning my staff, theones that came in contact with you in the club. And— ”

“Why?”

“Shut up and listen. We think someonespiked your drink.”

“What?” I thundered and scrambled up tomy feet. “Where is Olive, Alvin?” I yelled, ignoring my brain cursing me forthe quick movement.

“We don’t know, boss,” Alvin answeredquietly.

“What the fuck do you mean you don’tknow? Her friends? Where are they? Ask them.”

“Look,” Devlin started again, and I tooka step forward. If he said look one more time, I was punching his goddamnedface.

“I was late last night. When I finallymade it to the club and Devlin escorted me up to your private room, I found youbeing a little too friendly with one of Olive’s friends,” Alvin explained,stealing the words from Devlin’s mouth. “I don’t know what happened, but I knowyou wouldn’t cheat on Olive. Not like that.”

My eyes widened in shock. I raked myhands through my hair and turned to Alvin. Devlin was sitting with his headbowed, quiet.

“Are you fucking with me? Fuck! Iwouldn’t. Never. I didn’t. Damn it!” I growled as I picked up a vase that wason the table close to me and threw it at the wall, bleakly watching it shatterinto pieces.

“What did you see? What was I doing?” Iasked through gritted teeth. I was trying to speak calmly.

“She was in your lap, man.”

Goddammit!

I started pacing and when the wall wasright in front of me…I just punched it.

It seemed like a good idea in thatmoment. With the fury building inside me, I could’ve brought down the wholebuilding down just with my hands.

Ignoring my bloody knuckles, I slowlywalked back to the couch and sat down. My heart was racing out of my damnchest.

“Please explain,” I finally said when mybreathing was under control and I didn’t feel like killing anyone and everyone.

Alvin sat down on the other end of thecouch, keeping his eyes on me the entire time. “I don’t know much, Jason.That’s how we found you. Don’t you remember anything? She was in your lap andyou were making out, I assume. I don’t know, man. Maybe not? Her hands were allover you and you were just sitting there dazed.”

“Which one?”

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