(Reagan's POV)
The charity event that I had attended with Alexander the night before had worn me out. Alexander had introduced me to his family, his best friend Harry, and others that were associated with his family and his father's company. The only thing that had gotten me through the night was the four glasses of champagne that I had managed to down before Alexander had stopped me when I was about to have my fifth glass. By the time the event had ended, Alexander had decided to take me back to his place. When we had arrived, I had immediately collapsed in bed after he had shown me the room where I could sleep.
I hear the sound of my phone vibrating next to my pillow and I make an attempt to sit up but instead, I only manage to prop myself up on my elbow. I pick up the phone and s
