Chapter 31

"What?"

But he doesn't answer. He turns and walks back to the bathroom to retrieve the clothes he left there last night.

"What the hell, Calder!" I say, struggling against my bonds.

My annoyance doesn't seem to bother him. He returns a moment later, his pants already on and his shirt in his hand. He slips it over his shoulders as I watch.

"This is just a sick joke, isn't it?" I say. "Another one of your lessons?"

Calder is now fully clothed. He sits down on the bed, looking down at me with that smug smile of his. If I could move, I'd slap it right off, but I guess he was thinking ahead.

"Is this payback for last night?" I ask. "I didn't make you come over, you know. I would've been fine."

The question seems to knock a little of the wind out of his sails. His smile drops slightly and his eyebrows shift toward each other.

"You shouldn't have had so much to drink," he says finally.

"So you're going to lecture me now? I don't want to hear it."

He sighs. "Do you have any idea how