CHAPTER 29
ARI
What the…? Where the hell was I?
Damp. Somewhere damp… Soft… My hair hung around my face, tickling me, and my eyelids felt so, so heavy. Every limb, leaden. Faint shouting sounded in the background, music rising and falling. I tried to move an arm, and the effort left me drained.
How long had I been sleeping? I replayed disjointed memories—Rennick’s call about his numbers being off again, an argument, a kiss, standing in the shower… Holy fireballs, that kiss… I’d tried so hard to resist temptation, but I was weak. I was Eve in the garden of Eden, faced with forbidden fruit and a one-eyed trouser snake.
But…but…I was meant to be watching Zach on a surfboard now.
Why was everything dark?
Tiredness had seeped into my bones, and for a brief, nightmarish moment, I wondered
