Rocking Kin (Lucy & Harris, #3) - Terri Anne Browning Page 0,83

had given me months before when he’d accidently locked himself out of his apartment and had needed to call a locksmith at three in the morning.

“Thanks, Jace.” Natalie seemed relieved now.

“No problem. I’ll call you back, okay?”

“I appreciate it. I’ll be there within the next twenty minutes.”

Hanging up, I put my phone in my pocket and stepped into the already waiting elevator. It took less than thirty seconds to go up the several floors that separated my apartment from the one Harris shared with Jenna Stevenson. Using my key, I opened the door and stepped into the dark apartment. Switching on lights as I went, I called out Harris’s name, already heading toward the bedroom I knew was his.

“Harris? You okay, man? Your mom just called me. She’s worried about your ass.” I didn’t hear anything coming from his room and paused with my hand on the doorknob. For some reason dread tightened in my gut as I forced myself to slowly open the door.

There was a shadowy outline of Harris’s big body on the bed and I reached for the light switch. “Yo, man…” Whatever I was going to say died on my tongue as I saw Harris.

He was completely naked on his bed. He was turned on his side, but his body was so still I knew something was wrong. His chest didn’t move with the deep breaths that came with sleep and he was in a position that would have been uncomfortable for me, let alone a guy of Harris’s size.

Without a second thought, I hurried to the bed. Touching a hand to his shoulder, I found his body ice cold. I shook him, trying to wake him up. “Harris,” I called loudly in his ear. “Hey, wake up. Your mom will be here soon.”

He didn’t even flinch at the loudness of my voice. My heart pounding in my ears, I searched for a pulse. It took a few tries, but finally I found it. Slow and irregular. I felt a thump-thump-thump against my index and middle fingers in a pattern that scared the hell out of me.

I shook his shoulder again. “Wake the fuck up,” I roared in his ear, scared out of my mind that I was going to watch him die.

“What’s going on?”

I didn’t even turn to look at Jenna as she rushed into the room. “Harris?” she muttered, then she was beside me. Screaming. “Harris. Harris, wake up. Wake up. Wake up.”

Under my hold I felt him jerk and then start to shake. It took me a few seconds to realize he was convulsing. Holy fuck. Something white started to foam around his mouth.

“Oh, my God,” Jenna cried as she helped me hold on to him. “He’s OD’ing.” She let go and reached for the landline phone beside the bed. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. What did you take?” she whispered as if to herself. “What the hell were you doing?”

From the phone I heard the distinct voice of a female. “Nine-one-one, what is your emergency?”

Jenna’s voice shook as she spoke. “My roommate is overdosing.”

“What did he take?” the operator asked, sounding calm and cool. She probably took calls like this every day.

“I don’t know,” she yelled into the receiver. “He’s having a seizure and there’s white stuff coming out of his mouth. He’s going to fucking die!”

If I’d been scared before, it was nothing compared to what I felt right then. Fuck. No. No, I wouldn’t let him. I reached for the phone, jerking it out of Jenna’s hands. “What the hell do I do to save him?” I roared.

Still calm and collected, the woman on the other end quickly walked me through what to do. I couldn’t honestly remember what happened over the next three minutes, as I fought Harris’s convulsing body to keep him alive while the EMTs got there. When two men appeared in the doorway with a stretcher and their medical gear, I let them take over.

As I moved out of their way, shock started to set in and I began to shake. I felt cold and hot all at once as tears burned my eyes and my throat filled with a lump the size of a baseball. I saw one of the EMTs pull out a syringe and stab it into Harris’s still convulsing body. He went almost instantly slack.

“What the fuck was that?” Jenna demanded, tears flowing freely down her face.

“Something to pull him back to zero from the overdose, miss,” the EMT told her in a cool,