Chapter 14: My Meddling Mother Strikes Again

Alex's words echo in my head, making me shiver: "I don't have sex with drunk women. I prefer them to remember their nights with me."

But I don't want him to think I'm being weird or anything, so I give a light laugh. "That's good to know. I still need to apologize, though, and breakfast is just a start. I want to get your mom something. I didn't mean to drag you away from her party."

He studies me over his fork. "That's not necessary. My mom was concerned for you. She understands."

"You didn't tell her - "

"She knows that you're okay. But if you're asking what she knows about what happened between you and Wes, then she knows nothing more than anyone else at the party."

Which is more than enough. I prop my elbows on the counter, burying my face in my hands.

"They know just enough to make this extra fun for me," I say, my voice muffled by my hands. "I should have just worn that stupid fucking ring to the party. Or at least had a good lie planned." I lift up my face just enough so t