48- You, Like Him Too?

Ashley Walters pov

“I don’t want to leave the party,” I yawned and stretched, “Let me enjoy some more booze! Please, Sarah!”

Blubbering to myself, I pouted and opened my eyes, looking around.

Fu*ck! I was no more standing on the counter but was snuggled in a quilt …

And in someone’s arms too!

“Go back to sleep,” said a sleepy Justin beside me, “Throughout the night you kept waking up because you did not want to leave the party.”

He yawned and tightened his grip around my waist, “Every time you used to leave the bed and I had to bring you back.”

Nuzzling his nose in my neck, he said in a drowsy voice, “You are a handful when you are drunk.”

I squeezed my eyes and turned towards him. The plan was to place my face in his naked chest and go back to sleep. However, I felt upset when I found him wearing a t-shirt.

“Take off your t-shirt!” Before I could stop myself, the words were out of my mouth.

“Ashley!” The poor thing tried to argue and groaned, “Let me sleep!”

“Ok.” I patted