Thin light slipped through the part in the curtains, and Sabrina's eyes opened to it slowly, a dull throb already pulsing behind her temples. Her throat felt raw, scraped, like she'd swallowed something far too strong, far too fast.
Rubbing her forehead, she pushed herself upright, only for fragments of the previous night to rush back all at once.
She vividly remembers the bar. The bottles lined across the counter. Her phone flying out of the window.
And then—
The KISS.
Her eyes widened. "Oh... my God.”
Her head began to hurt even more knowing Miller had short hair and with that face she could have only kissed one person!
FINN?
She sank back against the pillow, disgust curling through her chest.
That was very much all she could remember.
She drank too much! She remembered the b
