Kelsea's POV
I slowly open my eyes, feeling my head hurting and hurting a lot. I look around, trying to remember what happened last night and jump in shock.
Carter is by the side of the bed; his arm is over, his eyes covering his face, his lips are slightly open, and he's completely naked.
"What happened?" I ask myself with my hands on my mouth so he doesn't hear.
I feel overwhelmed; this wasn't supposed to happen, and what bothers me the most is that it did happen. I feel it in my sore body; my groin hurts, and my breasts hurt; they hurt as if I had been in a fight.
"And what a fight it was, Kelsea."
I shake my head and get out of bed as best as possible. It's barely sunrise, so I understand it's very early, so I do the only sensible thing I can do: flee, flee far away from him, and
