CHAPTER 15
A CONGA LINE danced through my head as I woke the next morning, my temples throbbing in time to the imaginary beat. Where had I left the aspirin? Looking down, I found I was fully dressed, lying in bed with the covers over me. What? How? I fought through the sludge clogging up my thoughts. Something about a restaurant? With a really hot guy in it? Horror overcame me as I pieced the jigsaw together, and I slumped back against the pillow and groaned.
I’d done it again, hadn’t I? Committed another crime against common sense. This time, I’d drunk so much I couldn’t even walk in front of my new boss. My extremely good-looking new boss who I’d known for less than a day. Way to go, Lara. No wonder Billy had always grumbled about my behaviour when we went out. I wasn’t even capable of
