Chapter 102

“I came to talk to you,” I mumble out through garbled sobs and stutters, watching his jaw tighten, and his brows furrow devilishly. He looks anything but happy to see me, and now I know what severe foolishness feels like as it floods through me at speed.

“There’s nothing to say. Look at the state of you… what the hell, Cam?” Alexi stalks towards me at speed, and I instinctively skate back on my arse and raise the bottle defensively. All he does is swipe it out of my hand and slam it on the counter over my head as he stands over me, ignoring that I am curling into a little ball as he leans back to look at me.

“How much have you had to drink? Drunk and soaked… Do you want to get sick again?” He demands, sounding like an angry dad, and leans down to scrutinise me by grabbing my chin with two fingers, so he can angle my face and get a good look at me. He pulls my face from side to side while he scrutinises me, and I slap his hand away, abhorring his touch and hating him for