Chapter 29
Natalie
I crawled into Penn’s bed early the next morning. We’d been up until the wee hours of the morning, dancing and drinking. My head felt as heavy as a bowling ball, my throat was scratchy, and I was beyond drained. Who knew that being on could suck the life out of a person?
Penn’s arm tightened around my bare shoulder as I leaned my head against his chest. “Mmm, Nat.”
I kissed his neck. “I just got in,” I rasped.
“I like your voice like that. Sexy.”
I chuckled. “I sound like a smoker.”
“But a sexy smoker,” he said, dragging me tighter against him.
I sighed against him and stared off into the dark. Totle was curled up around his legs, and he nudged me with his wet nose. I reached down and petted him once. My head was still spinning from the alcohol though. Maybe lyin
