Chapter 19
Noah rolled over and everything hurt—almost as much as when he’d gone through hell week. “f**k me.” The sun’s rays seeped through the shades blinding him, and causing a sharp ache in his head. He slammed his eyes shut, but that didn’t come without pain either. He had no one to blame but himself—no one fed him drinks. He should’ve skipped the bar and come back to the house. So what if Mason had remained locked up in his office—that’s what Noah had wanted—time alone, away from Mason.
But instead, he’d gone to the bar and drank too much. The night before, when he’d been focused on Mason—what they had done, what they would do—getting wasted had seemed like a good idea. But now, how would Noah explain his actions to Mason?
Everything would’ve worked out fine if Mason had stayed ho
