Chloe:
“Ouch!”
I am holding my head as it aches so badly. Then leaning on the bed’s headrest while massaging my temple.
What happened last night?
The last thing I remember is in Kyle’s car.
I quickly roam my eyes. I gasp. Oh my! This is not my room!
My eyes widen, seeing a naked man sleeping beside me with his back facing me while his head is covering half by the pillow. I quickly check myself to see if something happened while I was sleeping. Then slowly check the guy beside me.
I only release my sigh when I notice the tattoo on his left arm. It’s Kyle. He always sleeps half naked, anyway. But where are we? This is not his room, nor any room in his house.
I slowly get off the bed and look for my purse.
Did I leave it at the party? I thought for a couple of seconds.
Where is it
