Free Thrill of the Chase (Dangerous Love) by Elle Keating

bathroom. But the moment she became vertical, Erin instantly felt like she was going to vomit. Erin ran for what she hoped was the master bath. Luckily, she had made it in time and was hugging porcelain within seconds.
    Chase was crouching behind her and holding back her hair as she emptied the contents of her stomach into his toilet. This wasn’t happening. Her boss wasn’t fisting her hair as she squatted on her hands and knees in his oversized t-shirt and lounge pants! A knock at the door interrupted her humiliation for a split second. But Chase ignored the person at the door, giving Erin his full attention. Three heaving episodes later, Erin finally felt like she had nothing left and it was safe to ask for a toothbrush and a glass of water. Chase disappeared and returned a minute later with the items she had requested. “Erin, I’ll be just outside the door. Dr. Marshall is here and he wants to talk to you, make sure you’re alright.”
    “What? Doctor? I don’t need a doctor for a hangover, Chase.”
    His eyes were like steel, serious and unwavering. A chill slithered down her spine as he uttered his next words. “You don’t have a hangover, Erin. You were drugged last night.”

Chapter Thirteen
    E rin liked Dr. Marshall immediately. He reminded her of Professor Farrell and she couldn’t dismiss a twinge of regret—or was it guilt?—that she had not been in touch with the man who had counseled her through some dark days.
    “You gave us both a scare, young lady,” the doctor said as he returned the stethoscope to his leather bag.
    “How do you know I was drugged?” It sounded like a ridiculous question, considering she couldn’t remember anything and had just spent the morning throwing up, but Erin had a feeling Dr. Marshall could provide her with a concrete answer to her question and hopefully some insight into her missing hours from last night.
    “Although you were in and out of consciousness last night, you were able to provide me with a urine sample.”
    Oh God. Erin felt her stomach churn once more. He must have sensed her mortification, because he did not elaborate on how he obtained her urine, and simply patted her hand like last night was no big deal.
    “I tested it for several things, in fact, but it came up positive for GHB.”
    Erin’s embarrassment morphed into anger as she came to the realization that someone at that club had slipped her one of the most powerful date rape drugs on the market. But she felt more than pissed off, she felt violated…again.
    The doctor sat down on the bed, held her wrist, and took her pulse. Satisfied, he laid Erin’s arm back down, but not before giving it another pat with his hand. “It was fortunate that you ran into Chase last night. That drug can leave one completely incapacitated and vulnerable to…well, to men that do not respect women.”
    It was difficult to dismiss the warmth in the doctor’s voice as he spoke of Chase. Erin looked at the bedroom door. Though he was nearby, it would be next to impossible for Chase to hear her if she kept her voice low. Erin didn’t know if she would have another opportunity to learn more about the mysterious and godlike CEO. “How long have you known Chase?”
    “All his life.” The doctor smiled and reached for his bag on the floor.
    “Are you family?” Erin knew the question was personal, but she really didn’t care at this point.
    “Practically.” With a sly smirk, he continued, “Now it’s your turn. How long have you known Chase?”
    “Almost a week.” Erin’s face flushed with embarrassment. She knew what he probably thought. Didn’t take long for you to hop into Chase’s bed and become just another notch on his expensive bedpost, huh?
    “Interesting.”
    That wasn’t the response she had expected.
    “I beg your pardon?” Erin didn’t say it with sass, but with curiosity, hoping he would clarify.
    “I was here last night, checking your vitals, ensuring that you remained stable. But