Chloe
Three words.
I f****d up.
Ah, Chloe. You have really f****d your whole life up this time.
Not only had I acted like an absolute i***t by going to a strip club of all places, but I had actually gone and done the unthinkable—I slept with a man.
Not just any man. A stripper.
Oh. My. God.
I sat on the edge of the bed, my hands tangled in my hair as I yanked at it in frustration, trying to process what I had just done. My eyes darted to the bed, where he was still lying naked under the sheet.
Please tell me this was a dream. Tell me my f*****g ass didn't act improper last night. I shook my head. Yes, everything was a dream. Maybe if I just closed my eyes, I would be in my room, ready to make breakfast. And….
I blinked at him, then immediately covered my face with my hands.
Ah! T
