Axel POV
Buzz buzz
I groaned in pain.
Buzz buzz
I groaned again. Stretching my hand across the nightstand in the effort to shut off the annoying vibration of my cellphone.
Finally, clasping my fingers around its rectangular frame, I peered with one open eye and slammed the phone back on the nightstand, uninterested in the notification of a text.
When I opened my eyes again, it was around 12 p.m. My head throbbed agonizingly as a result of the consumption of alcohol from the night before.
My eyes strained against the blinding lights of the opened drapes. I racked my brain trying to remember how I got home last night, but I couldn’t think straight.
The last thing I can recall was diving through the crowd to pull the blonde-haired man off of Nora. He had no right grinding on what’s
