Chapter 140

Draven's POV When I woke up,my head was pounding and sunlight was streaming through unfamiliar curtains.I was naked in Liz's bed, with her naked body pressed against mine. Panic surged through me as fragmented memories of the night before flickered through my mind—Liz undressing me, her mouth on mine, her hands everywhere. But the memories were hazy, dreamlike. My phone was ringing somewhere in the room. I disentangled myself from Liz and stumbled around, finally finding it in the pocket of my discarded pants. "Goddamnit, Draven, do you know what time it is?" Ryan's voice boomed through the speaker. "I don't know what else to make up for our clients anymore, for Christ's sake!" I glanced at the time and cursed. It was nearly noon,I'd missed the morning meeting entirely. "I'll be there in an hour," I promised. "Don't even think about showing up here. I've already told them you were feeling unwell. Go back to the hotel and wait for me there, locked in your room and alone!" Ryan hung up,