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home, then drugging you to get into your pants… even though you’d already chosen to come here. I hadn’t realized that your goal when we left the club was to come over to play Monopoly !” I spat the last word, my temper spiking. I wanted to get away from her. Now that she’d officially accused me, Sam would have my balls if I kept talking to her about this. I would need to get my lawyer over here, but for now I just wanted space.
    “ My plans were irrelevant, since I was drugged.” She jabbed her finger in my chest. “You took advantage of me!”
    I reared back like she’d slapped me. “What the actual fuck, Lily? I told you before, I had nothing to do with this. I had no idea you were drugged, so how would I have known I was taking advantage?”
    I raked both my hands through my hair, trying to calm my rage. My attempts proved useless, however. I had to get away from her.
    I stormed into my gym and slammed the doors behind me. I knew I should have been keeping an eye on her, but she certainly argued like she was lucid enough. I no longer gave a shit whether Sam tested her or not. If she stayed, I’d get her tested. If not, she was on her own.
    She had some balls accusing me of taking advantage of her. She’d agreed to come here on her own; I hadn’t forced her. If she hadn’t been fully in control, how could I be blamed? I’d drunk from the same glass.
    I approached the pommel horse and lovingly stroked the leather, taking in the smell, letting the familiar setting comfort me and calm my frazzled nerves. I’d always felt at peace in the wide open space beneath the high ceilings of my home gym. It had anything I could ever need.
    Who was I kidding? She was wrong to accuse me of taking advantage, but it didn’t mean I hadn’t done so. That didn’t sit well with me. I had banged a woman who had been literally unable to say no. There was no way I could justify this away. Bottom line: the fact that there had been no intent to force myself upon her would not stand up in court.
    I was so screwed.
    I needed to work off some steam, so I sat down to stretch.
    The opening of the door signaled Lily’s arrival. “The fuck do you want?” I snapped. “You aren’t welcome in here.”
    “You said last night that you’d show me your gym.”
    “Yeah, well, that was before you accused me of raping you. Get the fuck out.”
    Lily stared at her bare feet, which traced patterns in my padded floor. “I’m sorry I said those things.”
    “What?”
    “I’m sorry I said all of that. I know it had to have been the martini at the bar. I’m freaked out and I felt bad for lashing out, so I came–”
    “You’re more than welcome to leave whenever you’d like,” I interrupted. “You didn’t have to stay out there.”
    “–to find you. But isn’t your coach coming to test us?”
    “He’s coming over. He’ll also test you if that’s what you want. Tell me something, Lily. Would you have rather been taken home by the asshole that drugged you?”
    The doorbell rang before she could answer. “I’ll be right back. Don’t touch anything ,” I called over my shoulder as I walked away.
    The doorbell rang a second time. “Keep your damn shirt on, Sam.”
    I opened the door to find him carrying a black sports bag, a disgruntled look on his face.
    “The fuck you doing texting me this early on a Saturday? Do you realize that my hair was completely black when we met? Every single one of these gray hairs is your fault. What the hell do you need drug testing gear for? What did you do? You know better.”
    I chuckled. “Get in here, asshole.”
    “I see nothing funny about whatever your situation is right now.”
    I shut the door behind him. “Okay, here’s the story. I met a girl–”
    “I don’t like this story already.”
    “Shut up. I met a girl at the club last night, saved her from some boring ass. Only it turns out the boring ass wasn’t quite so… well, he drugged her. And me, as collateral damage. I