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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 to hide from me, love."

I inhaled deeply, feeling the heat rise to my face. "Was I a mess?"

"Not until we came home," he smiled softly. "And you are completely allowed to be a mess with me so don't even start worrying about it."

I huffed out a breath, turning to lie on my back and stare at the ceiling. "I want to go back to campus."

"Lucky for you, the wedding will be over with tonight and then we can head back. As soon as you want to leave, we're