Chapter 9 Embarrassment and Truth

I opened my eyes, the room spinning around me, as the throbbing ache in my head intensified.

"Arrgh… Bloody hell! What did I do…?" I groaned out.

Confusion washed over me as I tried to piece together the events of the previous night.

My memory was a hazy canvas, fragmented and scattered.

The last thing I remembered was drinking with Jace, a man whose presence brought both comfort and mystery and my very saviour.

As the memories slowly trickled back, I was struck by a wave of shock and embarrassment.

Hell, I was a mess yesterday.

I recalled my frenzied behavior, my desperate plea for him to sleep with me, and even attempting to undress him.

The way I kissed him, the need, how I stroked his hard on through his trousers.

Gosh! Shame and regret coursed through my veins. I feel my cheeks become hot and flushed crimson from embarrassment as I realized the extent of my actions.

I cover my face with both palms as the memory replayed in my head all over again.

With every second, the more I fel