Sixty

Arabella's POV

The next morning, I woke up with a pounding headache.

The headache got worse as soon as the sunlight seeping through the windows hit my eyes.

"Oww!" I groaned in Pain

I had to close my eyes to reduce the severity of the headache.

I yawned and stretched as I sat up in bed.

My head was banging plus my body felt weak. Typical symptoms of a hangover.

What happened last night?

"If you find me so attractive" I said "Prove it"

Fuck! What the hell was I thinking?

Slowly, the events of yesterday came creeping into my mind. It was a bit of a blur though. There was a huge blank space I couldn't fill.

What I do remember was that I had a lot of wine in the evening. After that, Rhys dropped my kids.

I also remember us having a serious conversation. I don't even remember what the conversation was really about but I do remember me telling him to prove how attractive I was to him.

How did I even get in bed?

Did we do something?

Did we have sex?

I told him to prove it, after all. What if