This is the most embarrassing experience in my whole life.
I kept my face buried in my hands for what felt like forever.
My head was pounding. My stomach was still slightly queasy. And my pride?
It was gone. Maybe dead or just completely destroyed.
I couldn’t believe I threw up in his car! And of all the cars in the world! Or of all the people in the world!
Why did it have to be him?!
I finally peeked through my fingers and looked around the room. Now that I wasn’t panicking, I noticed how… clean everything was.
I’m not exaggerating. It was a hotel-suite clean.
Maybe because he hire some maids to maintain his house.
I slowly stood up, holding the edge of the bed for balance. My feet sank into the thick rug.
Then, I went to the bathroom and my jaw dropped.
The guest bathroom
