Chapter 45

Sarah got up, her heart racing. She was clearly the stupidest woman on the face of the planet.

"Did the hot cripple blindfold you when he took you there?" Chelsea giggled.

Sarah closed her eyes. "Just a second," she said, walking to where Ezra lay.

"What's the name of this hotel?" she asked.

Ezra raised his eyes to meet hers.

"I want pancakes," he said.

"What?"

He closed his eyes. "Do not leave, stay and read me a book," he requested. "You can use room service and sleep on the bed," he offered.

Sarah moved a step back.

"Stay; you deserve the luxury," Chelsea whispered on the phone.

Sarah was quiet, seconds ago, the Jerk puked into her mouth. He did not apologize and had the audacity to laugh at her.

Ezra turned to face the other side. "You are probably used to leaving me, you can go. No one is forcing you to stay," he whispered.

Sarah felt a huge sink in her stomach. The alcohol was talking; he was not in his right senses. The tone he used was not commanding but rather calm.

"Stay!" C