Chapter 17

“If I had known how much it would bother you, we would have had more conversation.”

“Before you fucked me into the mattress? Yeah, how would that conversation have gone?”

Hunter sighed. They weren’t going to solve anything with the Black Eyed Peas making the walls shake.

He cupped her shoulder, caressed it. “Honey, if you don’t get some food and coffee into you, you’re going to be sick.” Her face tightened, and fury cascaded over her features. He held up his hands in self-defense. “I’m not ordering you to sober up; I’m suggesting. You’ll be in the same state as Ben, passed out on the bathroom floor and destined for a hangover, if you don’t take care of yourself. Now, if you think drinking away great sex is worth the headache tomorrow, by all means, I’ll stay while you get sloppy drunk and tuck you into bed safely. But if you want to be human when the sun comes up and you fly home . . .”

Kata didn’t say anything for long moments. “Why is it when you claim you’re tryi