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He locked the front door, walked up the stairs, and found the door to the rooht
Davis was not in the first rooh into the bedroom And there she was, sprawled on the bed and without a stitch of clothing on
He drew closer, looked around, found a blanket draped over a chair, snatched it up, and threw it over her
Then he sat down in the chair and waited
He heard a ding froid in his seat
Then he noticed her phone on the nightstand It had lighted up when the text came in
He looked at the screen
Had to leave, babe Earlyyou home to NC when you wake See you soon J
Rogers sat back down and watched her She tossed and turned in her sleep and several tiers put it back on
Finally, at about four in the ht up, pulled the blanket off her, and looked straight at him
“Who the fuck are you?”
She didn’t seem to be embarrassed that she had no clothes on
“Your phone will explain”
“What?”
“A e from Mr Quentin”
She looked around, seized her phone, and accessed the e
“You’re Paul?” she said groggily
“I was at the front door when you came in I’m the bouncer”
She looked down at her bare chest “Where the hell are my clothes?”
“I don’t know I covered you with the blanket”
He got up and looked around Then he got on his knees and pulled her skirt, top, and a bra and underwear out fro on the bed and said, “I’ll wait for you in the other rooet dressed”
He closed the door behind him
He heard her get up He also heard her stumble, apparently hit her knee, and loudly curse Aup her skirt
“Any idea where my shoes are?” she said crossly
He reached behind a sofa pillow and pulled out a pair of stilettos
“Thanks” She sat and put them on
As they walked down the stairs he said, “I’ot a crappy van”
“If they had Uber in this shithole I’d use them I’m in North Carolina It’s two hours”
“Mr Quentin told me”
“Mr Quentin just fucking left me?”
“Looks like it”
“Asshole!”
“Do you want eo home tomorrow Well, it’s already tomorrow, but I mean later in the day”
“No I’et on the road”
He locked up the bar after setting the alarm system and they walked to his van They climbed in and, to her credit, she didn’t complain about the condition of the interior She curled up in her seat and closed her eyes
“I’ll need directions,” lied Rogers
“Get on Sixty-Four going towards Norfolk I’ll tell you from there”
“Okay”
He drove onto the interstate and settled back in his seat
She gave hih he knew the way and they were soon nearing the Outer Banks Traffic was nonexistent at this ti