Chapter 112

Elodie shifted her gaze towards Ari, whose dark eyes twinkled with amusement. She winced as her temples throbbed in protest. Memories of the previous evening came rushing back to her—having dinner with Ari, sharing a bottle of wine (or was it more than one bottle?), laughing and talking until late into the night. And then...what? Her mind drew a blank. ‘Why am I in your room?’ she demanded. Ari looked equally rumpled, his hair sticking up in every direction and a five o’clock shadow darkening his jawline. ‘Don’t you remember last night?’ Elodie thought hard, sifting through the haze of alcohol and exhaustion that clouded her memories. ‘We had dinner and wine,’ she began hesitantly. ‘And then...’ Her voice trailed off as realisation dawned. Oh God. Had they...had they slept together? Panic surged through her veins as she hugged the pillow close to her chest. ‘You got drunk,’ Ari supplied, sitting up and raking a hand through his messy hair. ‘Spilled wine on your blouse, I was helping yo