Chapter Nineteen
I wake up alone. In a bed foreign to me with a cold bag of water next to my face.
Sitting up, I see that I’m still in the t-shirt and jeans I was wearing last night. I check my phone and see no missed calls. Then I glance at the clock.
Fuck.
I stand up, searching the small-ass hotel room to make sure I have everything.
Wallet, check.
Phone, check.
Dirty clothes, check.
Morning breath, check check.
Rushing out of the hotel, luck is on my side because a taxi is waiting outside. I hop in and give Skylar’s parents’ address.
In the car, I rest my head against the cold window, having to piece little chunks of time together to make sense of everything that happened last night. I kissed her. A smile creases my cracked lips. Vin punched me. Good for him. I’m sure I deserv
