Miles POV
I was still dumbfounded by what had occurred last night, and I couldn’t fathom that I ended up in bed with Kathy. I swear to God, I didn’t remember anything last night, no scratch that, I remember some but not vivid, I wish I did.
My last recollection was helping Kathy getting up from the shower area. She was drunk, soaking wet, and… “s**t!” as he started recalling what happened, it was still blurry, though. All I can think back was kissing her, and that was it. I was on fire, and that was rare. I didn’t drink that much, and I knew myself. Most of my one-night stands, or with my flings, I can vividly remember the morning after, but I’ve never blacked out after sharing sweaty nights with them. I could’ve been drugged or maybe just intoxicated. I pulled my hair o
