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between us, and I tried to concentrate on my breathing. In and out. In and out.
    Part of me wanted to keep looking at him, but I had to remind myself that I had been drugged and taken back to a stranger’s house. I needed to find Sophie and my phone, but as his eyes warmed me, I forgot everything. Who was this gorgeous guy who seemed to tease my senses? The senses that before tonight, I questioned if I even had.
    Noah walked back into my sight and passed me a bottle of water.
    “Party is over. Police came to stop the music.”
    I took the bottle and tried to twist the lid, and then watched Zac lean over and twist it open for me.
    “Thanks,” I stammered, taking a long grateful sip.
    “Did you see her friend?” asked Zac.
    “No, but Antony looked to be passed out by the pool,” said Noah.
    A look passed between them, but I was in too much of a daze to speculate what it meant.
    “I need to call her,” I mumbled, looking at Zac.
    He passed my phone that had been beside him on the coffee table. I quickly looked at the screen to see text messages from Sophie. I opened them and tried to focus.
     
    Sophie: Where did you go?
     
    Sophie: Did you go home without me?
     
    Sophie: I’m leaving the party now. Need sleep. Antony didn’t happen…Talk tomorrow
     
    I exhaled in relief and looked back up to Zac who was still watching me. I went to smile and then a sudden nausea came over me. I covered my mouth and looked to him.
    “Over here,” he said, getting up quickly and picking me up.
    He put me down in a bathroom, and I reached the toilet just in time before I vomited. I heard the door close behind me as I vomited again. I stood up and wiped my mouth, checking that I hadn’t made a mess on Zac’s hoodie.
    I felt a little better, until I looked at myself in the mirror and groaned. I looked revolting. My eye makeup had smudged, and my hair was frizzy and wild looking. I wished I had a hair tie, but then Zac didn’t look the type to like ponytails. I wet my hands and ran them through my hair, getting rid of the frizz as best I could. Why was I even bothering? I just needed to go home.
    The door opened and Zac leaned against the door frame, his hands in his pockets.
    “Okay?”
    “Terrible,” I mumbled, my cheeks flushing as I looked away. “I need to go home.”
    “The effects will pass soon. By the time you’re awake tomorrow, you’ll be back to normal.”
    I gave him a nod and felt dizzy again. I held onto the basin to steady myself and then swallowed.
    “Do you take it for fun?”
    “It’s usually taken as a downer, when you need to come off an upper,” he said, not really answering my question. “Or, if you want to commit date rape.”
    I gasped and glared at him.
    “Which is what you thought we all had planned for you in there,” he said knowingly.
    I couldn’t deny it. He knew what I had been thinking all along. I gave a slight shrug, still feeling horribly dizzy.
    “Which means you’re obviously dating the wrong guys,” he said, his eyes piercing mine.
    I instantly shook my head.
    “I don’t date any guys,” I said, cringing at my own words.
    I hadn’t meant for that to come flying out of my mouth, and I looked up at him unsurely. He would think I was some little innocent idiot, and I hoped he hadn’t heard me.
    He, of course, hadn’t missed a thing. His eyes knowingly had seen through me. He gave a slight nod like he was confirming something in his own head and then pulled himself back a little.
    “So, where’s home?”
    “Two blocks away.”
    “I’ll walk you back,” he said stepping back from the door.
    “That’s okay, you don’t have to. I can do it,” I said quickly, not knowing whether my nerves would handle walking alone with him.
    “You guys done? I’m hanging for a piss,” said a guy coming in and looking me up and down.
    He stood beside me and I heard his zipper. I quickly moved out of the bathroom almost stumbling into Zac.
    If he thought I was uncomfortable, he