MIA’S POV
My head is pounding. I should’ve never drunk 4 bottles of wine with Dawn. Last night’s drunk-in call with Griffin played over and over in my head. I pulled the blankets over my naked body and placed the pillow over my head. What was I thinking?
“Good morning,” I heard Griffin’s voice downstairs. I jumped out of bed, knocking my leg against the side table.
“shit.” I cursed. I pulled a t-shirt over my head and was just in time to put on some underwear.
“Hey.” he approached, leaning against the door.
“Morning” I couldn’t look him in the eyes. I felt embarrassed, and the guilt flooded through my mind.
“So, you must starve after last night’s party with Dawn.” I smiled a shy smile. Griffin walked closer to me, pulling me up to stand tall against him. He must pick up that I’m
