CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
The first thing that registered in my brain the moment I stirred awake in the morning was the fact that I had a bloody hangover. Well, it didn’t really hurt that much but right then, almost simultaneously, my body registered the fact that my head was lying on someone’s bare chest with their hand around me. Just what the f**k happened yesterday night? The details were a bit fuzzy but considering I was butt naked, only one thing could have happened. Oh f**k! What had I been thinking when is slept with Mason especially after what happened?
Taking the chance, I glanced up, staring straight into Mason’s sleeping face. Even with the messy bed hair, he looked like a whole breakfast buffet. Snapping back to reality, I pushed his arm away, stepping off the bed only for him
