Chapter 164

“Where are you?” I say into my phone as I march along the busy Manhattan street. People get out of my way, jerking their Christmas shopping bags to one side to avoid me. “I need to see you.” “I’m out with Amelia,” Drake answers. “I’m happy to talk this through with you, but I’m not in the mood for more melodrama, okay?” I grit my teeth. I’d still quite like to punch his lights out. However, he isn’t wrong. Typically, I am not a man prone to theatrics, but I can’t deny the part I played in what happened in his office. The address he texts me is only a few blocks away, and I bump into Amelia leaving as I step inside the quiet bar. “You don’t have to go on my account,” I say, feeling guilty. She smiles and pats my arm. “This is between the two of you, Elijah. Just go easy on him, okay?” Before I can respond, she leaves me standing there, confused. Go easy on him? What the fuck does that mean? I find Drake in a corner booth, a bottle of Scotch and two glasses in front of him. Fuck. It’s go