The words hung in the air, thick with unspoken meaning, and her heart skipped a beat. How much did she remember? She numbly moved back to the bed crawling under the blankets, trying to think.
Her head was pounding, making it so hard to focus as she tried to grasp at anything that would piece together the fragments of the night before. Her stomach twisted, anxiety bubbling up as she took in the uncertain expression on his face.
She remembered drinking the wine at dinner. Trying to find a bathroom. Finding this room with the mini bar. She remembered… Christina was here. They were having fun. Then Seth was here. Candy, she had eaten some candy with Christina. Seth had knocked alcohol out of her hand. She'd tried to kiss him and he wouldn't. It was all fuzzy. Out of order.
“I—” She stopped
