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I woke up with a pounding head and the taste of regret in , I atte to bed I’d drunk a hell of a lot the night before First beer, and when that didn’t turn off the hurt Violet caused, I’d grabbed the tequila off a table and started drinking straight from the bottle

The sun was shining, ht hit ain I pressed my fists into ain

Amy breath, I slowly dropped my hands and opened both eyes this tiainst my side A hand stroked over my bare chest—when the fuck had I taken off my shirt?—and I saw a blond head

A blond head that wasn’t Violet’s

Sing a wave of nausea as it tried to choke me, I took stock of the rest of my body My pants were on, but unbuttoned Thankfully, my cock was still in my boxer briefs

Blinking a few tiirl as half on top of me I knew that hair, that face with the makeup still perfectly in place, and realized I was beyond fucked

Megan

She was in her bra and panties, her hair a tangled mess spread over my chest

“No” I groaned out a curse and pushed her off me

But eren’t in a bed Iroo to the floor with a yelp I ju to slice my brain in half and hastily looked for my shirt

What I found was one of Megan’s friends standing at the end of the couch, snapping picture after picture “Look at that, Luca,” she said with a sly grin “I’ve already got two hundred likes on some of these pictures I posted of you two lovebirds”

I was going to puke

If Violet saw those pictures, I was dead She wouldn’t even get the chance to annihilate er because I knew her dad would end me before I was able to tell her what really

happened

Pounding on the door ony until I heard the voice fro door, boys!” Dad roared