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He takes another moment, keeping his scowl on Dax, and then leads me to his golf cart.
I get in, and he takes me home.
When I step inside, I move toward my bedroom.
Dad barks, "How much did you drink, Ivy?"
I freeze, my insides quivering.
"Look at me," he orders.
I close my eyes and hold on to the doorway.
"Ivy."
I slowly turn toward him. I start, "I don't know what?—"
"Don't you dare lie to me!" he spouts.
I sigh and attempt to lift my chin, but it feels heavy. "Dad, I'm going to sleep. We'll talk later." I go into my bedroom, then shut and lock the door.
I slide into bed, wanting to forget everything about this day. I close my eyes, but my dreams haunt me. My nightmare spins on a constant replay of me sandwiched between Dax and Bobby, breathing in Avery's scent and Lilly's arousal, and my voice repeating, "I earned my spot and I did it for you, Dax."
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Ivy
When I wake up, it's dark out. My phone rings. I glance at the screen, expecting it to be Dax, but it's not.
I answer, "Hi, Avery."
She laughs. "It's about time you woke up."
"What do you mean?" I ask, sitting up.
"You've been asleep for over a day."
Panic hits me. "What are you talking about?"
"You must've just been tired, but it's Monday night."
"Monday! I missed school?"
"Don't worry. I talked to your professors. Everything's fine," she declares.
"Really?"
"Yeah. I came over and checked on you. Girl, your dad's upset."
I close my eyes, trying to remember the interaction between Dax and him and me.
Dad knew I was drunk.
I didn't drink that much.
Avery adds, "Don't worry. I told him it's the first time you've had any alcohol, and it was just a mimosa to celebrate. I said that it probably went to your head. And I apologized and took the blame."
"You did?"
