Brandi woke up with a groan. Her head throbbed and her mouth was dry. Once again she'd had too much to drink. She needed to stop that. She thought back to her night. At least she'd hadn't been as brazen as after the gala and thrown herself at Zach. He was turning out to be a gentleman.
She rolled over and the room took a quick spin. “Yikes."
She sat up slowly, but everything remained steady. She felt the soft knock on her bedroom door in her head. Another groan escaped her.
“Brandi?"
Zach. She looked down at herself. Somewhere in the night, she'd changed out of her work clothes and into pajamas. She was decent enough, but she pulled the covers up to her neck. “Come in."
He opened the door slowly, a glass of water in his hand. “You okay?"
“No."
He flashed a smile. “I thought not. H
