Dylan madly kissed her, fueled by his seething thoughts of Ava and Nicholas together. But the prospect of someone drugging her was even more infuriating. He needed to find out who was behind it. Abruptly, he pulled back, his jaw clenched as he reached for his phone.
But Ava's desire only burned hotter and hotter with each passing moment. She could barely suppress the urge. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her.
"Can you stop for a moment?" he growled as he tried to shake free from her hold. With effort, he managed to dial James.
Thankfully, James didn't take long to answer the call. "Hello, Dylan? Where the hell are you? I've been looking for you everywhere."
"Listen carefully, James," Dylan hissed in urgency. "Someone drugged Ava."
"What did you say?" James's tone shifted to one of shock. "Drugged?"
"Yes, and I need you to find out who is behind it. Make sure no one leaves the club," Dylan instructed.