My head is aching like crazy and I can barely open my eyes. I groan as I roll over before I realize that Harry is not in bed.
Shit! Harry....
Last night's events flow through my head and I sit up immediately. I am sore all over and my entire body feels like it's been through a wringer.
I'm alone in the room. The curtains have been drawn back and sunlight is streaming in. I place my hand on Harry's side of the bed and it's cold. It must have been a while since he left.
I am trying to avoid thinking about last night but it's inevitable. The party, the drinking.
I flop back on the bed, cringing with embarrassment after my show last night.
I can't believe that Lisa blackmailed me into sleeping with Harry. I mean, who asks their twin sister to give her virginity as a birthday gift to her?
