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.

drink,” the bodyguard said. “You know his stomach

Abel onto Emmeline’s big bed and quickly made their escape, closing the door

one out, he made sure to lock the

nearly threw up. He had to endure the discomfort and lay there, sprawled out and

few seconds, realizing that this wasn’t

take off his shoes, then his suit jacket, and loosened his tie. She then carefully positioned him

so thirsty. I

“Remember when you

so thirsty, please,” Abel

pouted and scowled, then finally caved and poured him a glass of warm

held the glass of water to his lips. He closed

put the glass down and tucked Abel

to get up, Abel suddenly grabbed her waist and

I really do…” Abel slurred, tears forming

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

in her heart, and

into Abel’s embrace,

a secret joy in his heart, holding her

was unclear how much time had passed, but Emmeline had fallen asleep in his arms, her warm breath gently blowing into

in and looked at the little woman in his

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