Chapter 19

IMOGEN

"Miss Mark, please get me coffee." Hames ordered, tracing the head of his pen around the printed words on the file in his hands.

"Okay, sir." I nodded, turning around with a yawn and to the kitchen to make him coffee.

I was having a very terrible headache. I knew I had gotten so drunk last night but I couldn't clearly remember all that had happened.

Nevertheless, 'she's my girlfriend' kept ringing in my head,increasing the terrible headache I was having.

I was also damn hungry. I also remembered puking my guts out, my throat was still hurt from the pressure of vomiting. I must've been too tough to handle for Hames.

I glanced down and my clothes and my eyes widened. It only hit my brain that I was in a baggy gown that had this hotel's logo on it when I woke up this morning. I didn't remember changing my clothes last night.

Hames had definitely brought me here. He couldn't have changed my clothes, could he? No no no. Holy cows, there wa