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retreated a step. “Excuse me? You invited me!”
    He reached for her. “Tae—”
    She held up a hand. “I’m sorry. I made a mistake.” She spun on her heel and hurried away, leaving her ice bucket. Let him keep it. Why oh why had she thought this was a good idea? Then to be accused of trying to break Daniel and Alise up because she wanted him back. That was absurd, and she hated knowing he thought that way. His anger was uncalled for, too. He suspected how she felt. Hell, he’d have to be blind and an idiot to think anyone in their right might would like that self-centered bitch he intended to marry.
    Tae swiped her key card five times and jiggled the doorknob at her room. Each instance, the stupid light flashed red. She heard steps around the corner, and her heart raced, dread tightening the muscles in her stomach. She didn’t want to face him again and have him see the tears in her eyes. Stupid, stupid, stupid!
    She tried the card again and this time threw the Cheetos on the floor along with the cola. Now the stupid drink would explode when she opened it. She sniffed and swiped a hand across her face. The door swung inward, and she pitched forward and banged her mouth on a hard chest. Squeaking in pain, she tried to right herself, when hands came up to her waist to steady her.
    “You want to tell me why you’re crying and trying to break into my room, Tae?”
    She glanced up in to Jax’s face, then at the number on the door and realized too late she’d stopped at the wrong door. “Um, my bad.”
    She spun to walk away, but he moved in front of her and stooped to gather her snacks. When he had them in hand, he placed fingers at her lower back to guide her farther into his room. The door shut, the automatic lock clicking into place.

Chapter Three
    “Here.” Jax pressed a glass into her hand, filled with ice and an amber liquid. “Drink it.”
    Tae sniffed the beverage and wrinkled her nose. “I only drink vodka.”
    In answer he placed a finger on the bottom of the glass and tilted it toward her lips. Tae took a small sip, and the alcohol burned its way down her throat. Even though the taste was horrible, the effect was immediate. She felt light-headed but a little more relaxed. Another sip warmed her belly, and she walked over to take a seat at the table. Jax’s room matched hers, but where she’d folded her things into the dresser, from the looks of it, he’d left his in his suitcase. At least he’d hung a garment bag in the open closet, which she assumed carried his clothes for the wedding. The jacket and shirt he’d worn earlier that evening had been slung over a chair, and he stood bare-chested and barefoot.
    “Aren’t you going to put some clothes on?” she questioned him, casting her gaze away from him.
    “You’re the one who invaded my room.”
    “I believe you abducted me .”
    He grinned, and she matched it with one of her own. “That’s better. No more tears but tell me. Why were you crying?”
    “I wasn’t,” she lied, and then she sighed. Another sip of the drink, and he nabbed it from her hands. She frowned. “I wasn’t done with that.”
    “I see it going to your head.”
    She waved a hand. “I’m fine.” The slightest slur to her words made her wonder if he was right. “If you must know, I was falsely accused of trying to break up Daniel and Alise.”
    Jax’s brows rose toward his hairline. “By who, Alise?”
    She giggled. “That would have been drama, wouldn’t it? No, by Daniel.”
    “Tae.” Jax’s voice held a warning.
    She clenched her hands into fists. “Don’t ‘Tae’ me. I did not try to break them up! I would never do anything to hurt Daniel.”
    “But you admit you still love him.”
    She fell silent and looked away.
    Jax strode over to the minifridge and rummaged inside. In a few minutes he’d made her another drink, this time just orange juice. Tae accepted it with her thanks. Jax made something for himself, downed it in a couple swallows, and