Chapter 9. Walk of Shame

Bree’s POV

I woke up to the sun’s rays almost blinding me. I groaned, squinting against the light. My head was literally splitting into two.

Remind me never to drink too much vodka.

I drifted back to last night, and I recapped everything that happened. Once the memory began to resurface, I couldn’t hold back the gasp of shock.

What the hell was I thinking?

I can’t believe I had sex with Hayden. As I thought more about last night, I could see why the girls go wild for him after spending a night with him; he was that good in bed.

But I still couldn’t stop beating myself up. What the hell was I thinking?

That’s right, I wasn’t thinking; I just wanted to get laid, and he was there.

That still doesn’t change anything between us. I tried to get up, but his hand was wrapped around my waist, holding me down. I moved my hand towards his that was pinning me down and moved it slowly, trying not to wake him up.

God knows I can’t deal