Ashley's POV
"Hey Drey what are you doing here? And what are you doing to Shane?" I was still a little tipsy and out of it. He looked at me and dropped Shane.
"I'm taking you home you're drunk," he said grabbing my wrist.
"No. I want to stay," I said pulling away from him.
"You're coming with me. Now." He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. Everyone watched as he carried me out of the club.
I protested the whole way but he just ignored me. I finally settled for staring at his perfect ass until my feet hit solid ground. We were back in his room.
"What the f**k do you think you were doing?" He said inches away from my face. I was sober enough to know he was pissed.
"I was partying. What did it look like?"
"It looked like you had random guys all over you tha
