Chapter 93

Molly POV

I wake up and I’m instantly groaning, fuck I feel rough! I try to sit up but the whole room spins forcing me to lie back down and wince as my eyes throb in my head. “Why the fuck did I drink so much last night? Oh, yeah, that’s right, Tom and his bloody cocktails, they were insanely delicious and fucking dangerous. One minute I’m sober and sitting down like a lady the next thing I’m outside dancing on tables and singing I’m a Barbie girl, fuck my life! Although I must admit it was the best night that I’ve had since we had a crazy night out in Tokyo several months ago and I may be feeling rough but I don’t regret it, I think I needed it.

After a few minutes of laying still, I manage to sit myself self up and after a few moments in the bathroom, I’m heading down the stairs at a snail’s pace while willing my throbbing head to settle down. I feel dog rough and my body feels like I’ve just finished a 24-hour dance-off.

“Please tell me your feeling like