Chris's POV
Sunlight breaks through the small window in the apartment and I realize that my arms are wrapped tightly around someone. I try to remember what happened last night but it is all a blur. I remember telling Lynne that I needed to drink in order to forget that Erica was my mate, but after that I can only remember bits and pieces. But I do remember a blonde woman trying to take me home last night.
'Oh Goddess,' I groan inwardly. 'What have I done?'
Cyan only laughs loudly in my mind and causes me to wince at the sound. My head feels like it is splitting in two.
I look down at the woman that my arms are wrapped tightly around. All I can see is a mound of blonde hair, but the scent of lavender is thick in the air. The scent makes my mouth water and I only know one
