Anna's POV
I woke up earlier than usual with a massive headache. That's it. No more alcohol for me for a long while. I've had more to drink this week than I have in the whole last year. Enough is enough.
Some ibuprofen and lots of water is called for right this minute. Bradley was now sprawled out in bed, one arm and one leg thrown over me pinning me to the bed. Not wanting to wake him, I very carefully tried to shimmey out from under, but with no success. The second I tried to move away from him, his arm curled around me and he pulled me into his chest, tightening his grip on me so I couldn't move.
His embrace was warm and comforting, lulling me back to sleep. When I awoke again some time later, my headache had become a dull ache, instead of the pounding migraine I had feared. Rollin
