Abel opened his eyes slightly and glanced at his bodyguard.

“Babe, I did it on purpose. What are you gonna do about it?”

He kept the words to himself though. If he said it out loud, he knew Emmeline would probably throw him out on the highway.

They made their way up to the second floor, and the bodyguards helped Abel into Emmeline’s bedroom.

“He can’t stay here,” Emmeline said anxiously. “Put him in the guest room!”

The bodyguards hesitated.

“I always stay in the guest room at the Precipice,” Emmeline said with a frown. “Why should he get to stay with me?”

The bodyguard thought Emmeline had a point and turned to help Abel to the guest room.

But as he did, Abel reached out and twisted the bodyguard’s arm hard.

The bodyguard was taken aback, but then he realized that he had to listen to Abel, not Emmeline.

Mr. Abel’s had too much to drink,” the bodyguard said. “You know his stomach

and quickly made their escape, closing the

out, he

endure the discomfort and lay there, sprawled out and pretending to be asleep with

few seconds,

shoes, then his suit jacket, and loosened his tie.

“I’m so thirsty. I need

my ass!” Emmeline snapped. “Remember

so thirsty, please,” Abel

then finally caved and poured him a glass of

Abel sit up and held the glass of water to his lips. He closed his eyes and leaned into her, drinking the

complained as she put the glass

up, Abel suddenly grabbed her waist

don’t leave me. Stay with me, Emma. I love you, I really do…” Abel slurred, tears

it was just drunken rambling, Abel couldn’t help but shed a tear

felt a pang of sorrow in her heart, and

snuggle into Abel’s embrace, tucking her little head

a secret joy in his heart, holding her like this and

unclear how much time had passed, but Emmeline had fallen asleep in

little woman in his arms with a

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