CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
BECK’S POV
I sighed in pure exasperation for probably the hundredth time. The large Grey's Anatomy book open on the library table before me stared back with what could be a challenge. I had been at it for almost two hours and the darkening sky outside was not helping at all. My brain had been trying to piece together whatever the hell I could remember from yesterday night. Last I remember was kissing that hot guy and the that’s. I had expected to wake in his bed but instead I had woken up in my bed. Had I done something embarrassing to scare him off? f**k! I cussed gripping my hair in frustration.
"Maybe you just need a little rest," I ignored whoever that was and instead jotted down a few notes on my notebook.
"Beck, right?" Now that got my attention.
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