Carissa's POV
I stir in bed and finally open my eyes after a few minutes. I look around and recognize the room. I rub my eyes with the back of my palms and let out a yawn. The activities from last night flash through my mind as I try to gather my thoughts together. I clearly remember dozing off on the couch in the family room so I wonder how I got up here.
Last night, Ezra was a jerk. A huge one. I know he did all that to spite me and boy, did he? I can still hear the moans coming from the room next door as clear as it was last night. I hate what he did. I hate that he brought a girl home last night to have fun with her right next to my room. The girl was being insanely loud. I had to even go over to talk to him and he had the nerve to look hot and handsome while doing something so nas
