DAY 4
DAY 4Warmth covers my body as I slowly blink open my eyes. It’s a major contrast to how I woke up yesterday when I was freezing my ass off. The tequila’s certainly having an effect on my head, and I wonder if I’ll suffer from a hangover all day.
“Mmm…” a husky voice next to me mutters in my ear. Ryan’s bare chest is pushed up against me with a leg arched over mine. One of his arms is wrapped over my waist, and the closeness feels nice, too nice. He nuzzles his nose in my neck and moans again.
too niceFuck my life.
Fuck my life.There’s no way he realizes what he’s doing.
How the hell did we even get into this position? When I fell asleep last night, I was on my side of the couch, and he was sitting on his. But somehow, he ended up next to me, holding me in a way that’s making my
