Bryce's POV
I groan and open my eyes. I can feel the sun seeping into the room and when it dawns on me that it is late morning already, I scramble out of bed. My hand hits Ariel in the act of climbing down from the bed.
The memories of last night come rushing and I close my eyes in regret, for going back to my vomit after all I have said about not giving her a chance ever again. I can't believe I am still unable to resist her after all she has done to me.
She stirs and faces me. "Good morning", she greets when she opens her eyes to see me standing with arms akimbo.
"I am late for work already. Stand up and get dressed so we can leave" I say to her, ignoring her greetings.
She rolls her eyes at me. "Go to work, I will be here. Don't worry about me."
"What?!" I exclaim wh
