Chapter 22

Riley's POV 

I woke up with an intense urge to pee. I rushed into the toilet even though I had a massive headache. It wasn't until I got back into bed that I discovered that something was extremely wrong. This wasn't my home. It seemed familiar, yes but it wasn't mine. I turned and noticed the bedside table with a little jug and an empty glass along with ibuprofen. Well, I could think about where I was later…I mean after I took the medicine which I did and then, I started panicking.

I took in my surroundings. It looked familiar. Everything about this place felt and looked familiar. Okay, it felt more familiar than it looked. I don't know if that made any sense but that was my situation right now. And I wasn't feeling sticky or dirty. I also smelled nice, a bit but it wasn't my scent. Even the shirt I was wearing wasn't mine. I knew the scent and even if I had no idea where or when he had gotten the shirt. I also knew the reason why this place felt familiar. I was in