CHAPTER 22
EMMA
It took all I had to bite my tongue on the way home. I was angry at Carter for what he did, for offering himself up to God knows what.
“Brrr, it’s a little cold in here,” Nikolai teased. “You two have a wonderful rest of your night.”
Jerking off my blindfold, I tossed it in the seat and got out, slamming the door hard. I was hoping the window would break, but that was foolish thinking. Carter followed behind me, and I didn’t look at him when I stepped out of the way for him to unlock the door. The second we were inside, and away from prying eyes, I let him have it.
“What were you thinking? I know what that bastard wants you to do,” I snapped.
Carter sighed and walked past me to the kitchen. He grabbed a bottle of tequila out of his liquor cabinet along with a glass an
