“I’m not lying to you.” Crystal was quick to deny. “That’s all you said.”

“The room is monitored. I’ll find out what I said last night.”

Crystal’s heart sank.

When did he get into the monitoring habit?

He stood up, his head aching from the hangover, and walked toward the bed with his forehead pressed down. He knew that he wouldn’t get Crystal to come even if he were drunk.

He wouldn’t let her come, even if he was crazy about her, because he didn’t want her to be upset ...