#Chapter30 The Morning Of

When I woke up in the morning, I was laying on my side and facing Wes who was already awake. He smiled softly at me, his eyes warm and feeling like home. "Morning, sunshine. How are you feeling?"

I scrunched up my face, my eyes still squinting. "Nauseous."

Wes chuckled softly, lifting a hand to brush my hair out of my face and tuck it behind my ear. "You drank a lot last night."

I groaned, covering my face with my hands. "I know," I mumbled from behind my hands.

"Hey," Wes gently took hold of my hands and removed them from my face. "No need...