It’s almost lunch but I am still lying spread-eagled in my bed. My mind is foggy and I feel like floating. Not from the hangover but from the fact that I am an a**hole. I still can’t believe what a douche I was to Rain last night. I maybe drank last night, but the memories of what I did are so vivid that I don’t know if I will be able to forget it.
I heaved a heavy breath as my mind played the scene again.
I pulled Rain out of the bar. Why did my friends have to bring her here? I am so pissed but what can I do? I tried to control my emotions and helped her get in my SUV before going into the driver’s seat.
“What about Rich and Fama?” Rain asked, worried.
“They can manage.” I said as I maneuvered the car from the parking lot.
We were silent for a couple of minutes before Rain finally
