BOOK 30
I woke up woozy. My head hurtled badly. I got it between my hands and tried to understand what happened. I looked around me and I recognized Dean’s room. How did I end up there? I took the blankets off and I noticed that I was wearing a white men’s T-shirt, surely his. God... and what if we did it? No... it couldn’t be... I would have remembered it!
The night before I had drunk like a fish and the last thing I remembered was going in a bathroom with a guy, all the rest was foggy... complete blank.
While I was still in bed trying to understand how things went, I heard knocking at the door, “Come in!” I said and when the door opened Dean appeared with a tray in his hands. He brought me breakfast...
“How are you?” he asked getting close.
“Fine. Thanks.”
“I brought you breakfast.
