Amy's POV
“What are you doing? Jeez, calm down,” Stuart said in surprise, but did nothing to wrench himself out of my grip.
“What happened to me last night?!” I repeated.
“You don't remember?” I seemed genuinely surprised. “I personally drove you home. I helped you to bed and covered you before heading out. You were too tipsy to remember.”
I furrowed my brows in concentration, trying very hard to remember. I had to remember, I just couldn't forget everything that had happened overnight!
My head hurt badly at this point, but bits and pieces of memories began to return. I recalled heading into the room with Stuart. I recalled meeting Rebecca and some of her friends. I recalled taking shots with buddies of Stuart and Rebecca, and everything else was just blank after there.
“Do you remem
