CHAPTER 27 - KIMBERLY
WHY WAS I so cold? Had Reed turned the heating down? I twisted under the covers, curling my knees up to my chest and tucking the quilt around me. In all honesty, I didn’t even remember going to bed, just drinking far, far too much wine with a rather blurry Maria, taking a cab home with her and Annie, and opening a very expensive box of chocolates my father had sent while Annie scrolled through Netflix.
Then I recalled Reed’s words before he left this morning. I want you sentient tonight. Sentient? I could barely remember my own name. We’d been doing okay until the wine merchant opened the good stuff, and then even Annie had stopped complaining and started drinking.
Yes, I’d messed up big time today. No movie, no pizza, and no sexy times with Reed. What must he thin
