Emma's POV.
I spent the entire day in bed. I really didn't see the point in getting out, and I still felt like crap.
Not only did my insides still hurt like hell from the Wolfsbaine poisening, but I also gave myself a pretty wicked hangover from all the Bourboun that I drank.
I have absolutely no idea why I drank so much in the first place. I wouldn't be doing it again any time soon. That was certain.
I also felt way too embarrassed to face Shaun. Not only did I make a complete fool of myself by kissing him, and trying to take his clothes off, but I said some pretty horrible things to him.
Things that were all true, but a conversation I should have probably had with him when I was sobre, and a descent human being.
Joseph never came back home. He probably spent the entire night trying
