Page 96 of The Harder You Fall (Rixon Raiders 3)

Even now, lying there beneath him, his taste on my lips, his love in my heart, I knew that after the fall usually came the crash.

I only hoped my heart would survive.

“What time is it?” Ash dragged my body back toward him.

“Just after nine.”

“Fuck, my head...”

“Yeah?” I snorted. “I told you to lay off the shots.” After we’d finally left the limo we had returned to the club and celebrated the new year with our friends. A little too hard if the throb in my skull was anything to go by.

Leaning over, I grabbed a bottle of water off the nightstand and uncapped it. “Here.” I took a big gulp before passing it to Asher. He peeked an eye open, grinning up at me. “Hi,” he said.

“Hi.”

“Last night was kind of crazy, huh?” His heated gaze went right through me and a delicious tingle worked up my spine.

“It was—”

“Wakey wakey, lovebirds,” someone hammered on the door. “Breakfast is here.”

Asher’s stomach rumbled as if on cue.

“You’re hungry?” I asked incredulously.

“Yeah, but not for food.” He tried pulling me down on top of him, but I resisted, planting my hands firmly on his chest.

“We should join them. I don’t want your cousins to think I’m rude.”

“Fuck my cousins. Did they even come back here with us?”

“You don’t remember?”

“I’m not going to lie; everything is a little hazy. Not the limo though. I remember that.” His eyes flared again, and I knew he was thinking about what we did in there.

“Vaughn dragged some guy back with her. Riley was flying solo though.”

“Huh.” He scrubbed a hand over his face. “Guess I drank more than I thought.”

“At least you didn’t puke this time.” The corner of my mouth tipped as I teased him.

“I didn’t say anything last night, did I?”

My heart stopped. Blood pounding between my ears.

“What do you remember?” It came out strained.

“I remember some fucker putting his hands on you… the limo… shots. But I definitely have a few black spots.”

Disappointment and dread sat in the pit of my stomach.

He didn’t remember.

Asher didn’t remember our confession to one another.

“Mya, what is it?” He leaned up, brushing my face.

“N- nothing. I should get cleaned up.” I began climbing off the bed but before I got a foot on the floor, my body had been yanked back and Asher was looming down over me.