Jeremy POV
"Hold me closer baby"..Christy's drunk sexy voice chimed in my ears..
I've got you", I replied in a drawl, picking us up from the floor where we had both stumbled.
She giggled as I struggled to get her on her feet and through the door of my apartment.
She reeked of alcohol, and abit of my Jean Claude perfume. Hey! what do expect? We' ve been busy okay.
'We both reached for the classic leather sofas where we sunk our dead beat bodies. Christy reached for me, falling to my laps. Mehnn was she wasted!
The party was lit! The best ever! Everyone who mattered to me was there. Thank God Mom put this together. It would have been my worst day ever. I would have held a grudge against dad forever!
Imagine. Getting married to the ugliest crow in the school. The doormat. What was dad
