Page 54 of Unsuitable

But I only half-hear what he said because I’m too focused on what Kas just said, and it’s ignited a fire in my belly.

“Um, I’m a pain in your arse? Er, hello, Mr. Pot Kettle Black! You’re mean to me every single day! Like, every day! And not just marginally mean. You’re, like, high-level mean! Meanest of the highest level ever! I’ve never had someone be so horrible to me as you are. So, if anyone is a pain in the arse, then it’s you!”

My rant over, the line goes deathly silent.

Shit.

I just reamed out my boss over the phone. I drunk-dialed him and yelled at him and called him a pain in the arse.

Fuck.

“Am I…fired?” I ask quietly.

“Tell me exactly where the fuck this bar is.” His voice is low, deadly.

I’m so fired.

“Camden.” I wince.

“Stay exactly where you are. I’m coming to get you.”

“You are?” That takes me aback. It probably shouldn’t, as he’s been asking where I am for the last few minutes. I guess I just never thought he’d put himself out for me.

“I might be a Kas-hole—as you put it”—Shit! I can’t believe I called him a Kas-hole to his face—“but I’m not the kind of arsehole who would leave a vulnerable, drunk girl in a bar alone.”

“I’m not alone. I’m with the cute bartender—”

“Exactly. Stay right where you are. Don’t fucking move, Daisy. And tell that bartender, if he puts a hand on you, I’ll rip it off.”

Okay…

Is it weird that I found that totally hot?

“Kas…”

“What?” he snaps.

“What if I need the toilet? I’ll have to move—”

“I said, stay the fuck put. I’ll be there soon.” Then, he hangs the phone up on me.

Moving the phone from my ear, I stare at it, bewildered.

“Um…he’s coming to get me,” I tell the cute bartender as I lower my phone to the bar. “He said something about ripping your hand off. And…I think I might be fired.”

“Daisy.”

I feel a hand touch my shoulder.

I lift my head from my arms, which are resting on the bar, and I look up into the gorgeous face of Kastor Matis.

I was expecting him to look angry. Surprisingly, he looks relieved.

“Did I fall asleep?” I ask him.

I remember talking to the bartender after I spoke to Kas. Then, I laid my head down, as I suddenly felt tired, and then…nothing.

“Are you okay?” Kas asks, concern clear in his voice.