CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
REAGAN’S POV
Cold water came into contact with my face, making me wince. This was not exactly the morning alarm I would have loved to wake up to. Before I could move, more water touched my face and this time, I sat up.
“What the hell men?” I cussed and soon after it was followed by a wince. My head was throbbing so damn hard like someone was beating up some drums inside me.
“It’s time to get your ass up, “Ryan snapped and he was clearly not in a great mood judging from the scowl on his face.
“What time is it?” I groaned, holding my head between my palms. It was never really a great idea to get so drunk. Usually, I was very much careful of the amount of drink I took but yesterday, I needed to forget or to at least feel some moment of peace. This was entire
