Max busted into Osana’s bedroom right as she’d taken off her blouse to change into her nightgown. “Where have you been?”
“Max?” She crossed her arms over her b*a. “Get out of here.”
“I’m not going any damn where until you tell me where you were.” He tottered closer, his breath reeking of whiskey.
“God.” She scrunched her nose. “You’ve been drinking.”
“This ain’t about me!” He swung his arm, eyes red. “Tell me where you were.”
“It’s none of your damn business where I was.” She put back on her top. “Get out of my room or I’ll call the police.”
He rocked like a crazed animal. “You were with Shad weren’t you?”
“Get out of my face—”
“Answer me.” He grabbed her with such force he almost yanked her from the floor.
“What’s wrong with you?” She pushed him off, heart pounding. “Why are you
