Matt

Alicia’s POV

“Ugh, I hate them,” My lips curled down into a scowl before I could help myself.

The room was empty, blessedly so. I stood in my underwear in front of the wardrobe, and the thought of what I woke up to popped into my head now of all damn times.

“What was I thinking? No, what exactly happened?” I muttered under my breath, looking through the wardrobe to find any thing that caught my eyes

The events of last night was a blur. I had chosen to try playing the two men at their own game and I admit I fell into the trap of drinking heavily. I almost never drank, so that was a huge mistake on my part. How was I to know that whiskey could be THAT strong through?

And then, only to end up waking in bed with those two…

“Ugh!”

I tossed the jeans onto the bed. I was incredibly disappointed with myself. How could I give into them that easily?

But the worst thing about it?

A part of me really liked the idea.

Like, REALLY really liked it.

The dream I had the day before came to mind. A shiv