“I can explain,” Cade said, stepping out of the room.
“And you better do.” Ophelia had woken up and downed all of the water that was left for her. Knowing that she might be thirsty later, she decided to get water when she heard some kind of muffled noise from the living room. She could not remember how she got home, so she wondered if Green had decided to crash here after dropping her off at home, and she stumbled upon Harper lying on the sofa. She had panicked because she did not expect to see her there so she ran upstairs to meet Cade.
“So last night, I got home to meet her and you were out.”
“You brought her in here? Why would you bring your ex to our matrimonial home?” she asked in a hushed whisper.
“Do you want to come in?” he asked, opening his door. They were going to have a serious conversation, and even though it was impossible for anyone to be lurking around at this hour, they still had to be careful around the house in case anyone heard anything and began to use it to their advantage.
“I will,” Ophelia said, stepping in. Cade did not need to explain why he wanted her in, but she understood immediately. She was ready to have an immature conversation about his ex, and it would be dangerous for anyone else to hear that.
“Okay, so, for starters, I did not bring her in,” Cade said as he shut the door and rested his back on the door.
“Then what is she doing here?” Ophelia asked, crossing her hand over her shoulder and tilting her head to the side.
“I already told you that; I do not know. When I got back home from work, you were gone, and she was sitting in the living room.”
“Well, I was gone because I had a meeting with Green and I seemed to drink too much; was he not the one who brought me home?” She asked, holding the side of her head.
“Wait, do you think Green brought you home?” Cade asked, lifting his back from the door and shaking his head.
“Did he not?”
“Of course not; I brought you home,” Cade said, walking to the couch in the room to sit down.
“How did you know where I was? Why would you show up to my meeting with a friend?” Ophelia asked. This was now one more thing for her to be offended by. Why would he come there when he knew that she was avoiding him because she was angry? At him.
“When I got home, as I said earlier, I met Harper in the living room. She was drunk waiting for me.”
“Why? How did she know the way home?” Ophelia asked.
“I asked her that, and she told me that Green told her that. Apparently, they had become friends, and he told her to come home to see me today since you would be out drinking with him.”
“Are you trying to say Green planned this?”
“I am not saying it; I am telling you the truth.”
“So now to cover up your mess, you are trying to pin this on Green?”
Cade wanted to blow this out of proportion; he wanted to go wake Harper at that time to support him but he knew that she would call it bullshit because they could be in cohorts and that would be hard to accept. “Do you remember anything from last night?” Cade asked. He had to prove that Green tried to slip something in her drink and that he had saved her.
“From last night? I had met up with Green to talk; after that, I cannot remember anything again.” Ophelia said, sitting on the bed. “But it is strange because I only had one glass and I blacked out. I am usually so good with this that I can finish three glasses before I get tipsy,” she said with a tsk.
“And you do not find that strange?” Cade asked.
“Maybe I was just so stressed that I could not hold my liquor,” Cade said, closing his eyes, trying to steady his emotions. He could not believe how daft she was being at that time. “But I do not like that you were trying to cheat on me.”
“Ophelia, I am not trying to cheat on you,” Cde said, standing up. “I already told you that I would never do that; if I was trying to cheat on you, then she would not be sleeping on the couch,” Cade added, and she nodded. It made sense; if he were cheating, she would not be sleeping on the couch without a blanket. Cade explained everything he could remember about that night.
“What you are saying is that Green slipped my drink?”
“I have no proof to support that, but that is what I expected; by the time I got there, you were fully drunk and you passed out in an instant,” Cade said.
“I still do not believe that at all. It is impossible that Cade would do that. Why would he do that?” Cade could tell that Ophelia did not know of Green’s feelings. He knew that anything he would say now would be straight gibberish to her because she could not wrap her mind around the reason why Green would do that.
“Maybe I am wrong,” Cade said, trying to let it go. He was going to try and bring proof to Ophelia; that was the only way Ophelai would take what he was saying seriously.
“You definitely are,” she said, sitting there, staring around his room. This was the first time she was in here, so she wanted to take in the features. It was very simple. “Why did you not send Harper home?”
“After I heard hearing information from Harper about Green, I rushed over to get you and forgot about her; putting you to bed was a hassle, and so I totally forgot that she was still here,” he explained, and she rolled her eyes with a nod. She was a handful when she was drunk.
“She can only stay the night; she has to go by the morning.”