okay.”
He brought the plates over and set one in front of me.
“Wow, this is a lot of food,” I said, staring down at my plate. There were two eggs, a pile of hash browns, along with two pieces of toast, and four strips of bacon. “I normally have yogurt or a muffin for breakfast.”
“Explains why you’re so skinny.”
“I’m healthy, though.”
He opened the refrigerator and took out a carton of orange juice. “I’m not saying you’re not. Just mentioning that you’re skinny.”
It was weird. I wondered if he thought I was too skinny. “Okay.”
Grinning, he poured some of the orange juice into a glass and then set it down next to my plate.
“Why do you keep grinning?” I asked.
“Why are you so insecure?”
“I’m not insecure,” I said defensively.
His grin widened.
“What is so damn funny?” I asked again, seeing the amusement in his eyes. “I just, I just don’t get it.”
He sat across from me. “Nothing, really. I just like fucking with you.”
“I can tell.”
Our eyes met.
“You can tell what?”
“That you like fucking with me,” I said.
He got a wicked look in his eyes and I thought he was going to come back with something crude, but then his face grew serious. Clearing his throat, he grabbed the bottle of ketchup and began pouring some on his hash browns. “You do realize what happened last night, don’t you?”
“I think so.”
“Tell me.”
I sighed. I’d thought it about it before drifting off to sleep. Nothing else made any sense other than Jason, or one of his friends, must have slipped something into my drink. Some kind of drug. I just didn’t know if I could prove it. “I think that maybe someone slipped drugged me.”
“That guy, Jason?”
“I’m not totally sure. I think it was him, but it could have been one of his friends. They bought us shots and drinks. I don’t know, maybe I’m being silly. Maybe it was something else. Food poisoning. A touch of the flu. I don’t know.”
“How much did you drink?
“One shot. A couple sips of a rum and Coke.”
“That’s it?”
“Jason bought me a soda. I drank that and then we went out on the dance floor.”
A vein in Trevor’s forehead began to pulsate. He looked pissed. “He bought you the soda. That’s what I wanted to hear. Do you know where to find him?”
“Not really. I mean, we both go to the same college, I.U., but the campus is huge. I’ll probably never see him again.”
“What kind of a car was he driving?”
“I think it was a Camry. Four-door.”
“Color?”
I closed my eyes and thought back. “I think it was dark blue,” I said, opening them back up.
“What about his friends? Is there anything you can tell me about them?”
My eyes widened. “Why?”
“He needs to be stopped.”
I sighed. “Yeah. I suppose I should call the police. Maybe it’s not too late to find out if I really was drugged.”
“You were obviously drugged, probably with GHB. Anyway, we’re not calling the police,” he said, picking up his fork.
“Why? You just said he needed to be stopped. God, I wonder how many times he’s done this before?” I said, staring at my plate of food. It didn’t quite look so appetizing anymore. “GHB, huh? I’ve heard of that stuff. Just never thought it would happen to me.”
“He’ll be stopped, Kitten. Believe me. But we’re not getting the police involved. It would be a waste of time.”
“What exactly are you planning on doing?” I asked, feeling anxious now. Obviously, Jason was an asshole and should be arrested, but something told me that Trevor’s plans for him were more sinister. And violent.
“Nothing you need to know about,” he said and then nodded at my food. “Now, eat. You’ve got to be hungry.”
I bit my lower lip. “You’re going to do something illegal, aren’t you?”
He didn’t answer.
“Are you planning on hurting him?”
He picked up a piece of toast and dipped it into his eggs. “First of all,
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