“Thank god, you are awake,” he said. “I was going out of my mind.”
“Why?” Eleanor couldn’t help but ask.
“What?” Caine frowned. “What do you mean, why? You were attacked! I promised to keep you safe, and I failed. Elle, I’m so sorry.”
“It’s fine.”
“Fine? None of this is fine.”
“I’m saying you don’t have to pretend. You can go and be with that other woman. You know, the one you sleep with after being forced to endure me all day.”
“What are you—that f*****g b***h!” Caine practically snarled. “You’re talking about that club girl, right? Brunette? I’m going to fuckin’ teach her a lesson.”
“For what? Telling the truth?” Eleanor scoffed, trying to pull her hand away, but he held it fast. “You don’t have to pretend just because Gus told you too.”
“Me?” Gus asked. “Elle, I haven’t told any
