RORY
“Text me when you get home!” I call to Avery as her uber peels away from the curb.
My brows fly up on my head. Why the hell is he driving like there’s someone chasing him?
Sighing, I turn around and walk down the long driveway up to the house.
Avery had passed the night here due to how wasted she’d gotten yesterday, and there’s no way I was letting her go home in that condition. Some of the guys had volunteered to drop her off but I’d preferred her staying over so that’s what I’d gone with. She hadn’t objected either—not like she’d been in a state to anyway.
She’d been battling a serious hangover when she woke up this morning. Unlike me who’d woken up with a burst of energy. I’d called the cleaning company and they’d showed up almost immediately, getting the work done in recor
