Becca POV
My head was pounding. I have no idea how or why I drank so much yesterday… My phone kept blaring, and I couldn't even move a muscle.
I don't remember much, except that Georgette, aka my mother, decided to parade me and introduce me to a bunch of old guys and the Dragon's star quarterback… Every introduction, and every gaze they gave me made me feel dirty, and somehow only alcohol helped me bare the situation. My mother was elated that those men were raking over me, while I just wanted to find a rock and crawl under it.
My last encounter of the night was something I bet Georgette didn't plan. Ezra Anderson, rising star quarterback for the LA Panthers. He was unexpected. Tall, muscular but lean… Broad shoulders and you could tell he was muscular and firm under that tuxedo. Ma
