“Dr. Innis said this might happen. It’s the drug.” Nick grabbed an extra blanket from an empty gurney, and wrapped it around her securely. “Is that better?”
She nodded. “Thanks.”
“Sure.” He sat down again, moved his chair a bit closer. He felt an overwhelming urge to touch her, but he restrained himself. “How’s your head now?”
“Better, I think.” She managed a weak smile. “It doesn’t feel like someone stomped on my brain anymore.”
“No?”
“No. Now I just feel like I have the worst hangover of my life.”
He grinned at her. “That’s an improvement, right?”
“I guess.” Mia lay back, staring at the ceiling as things started to sink into her consciousness. “So this guy – Trevor. He drugged me?”
“Yeah.”
“At the bar?”
“Yeah.” Nick was quiet for a second. “I must have been right there, but I d
