CHAPTER 22: SPAGHETTI AND MEATBALLS

DIONNAH'S POV

I had a banging headache the next morning. My lips were cracked and my throat was dry as hell. I had a hangover and the sunlight streaming through the window wasn't helping.

I groaned, swinging my feet off the bed and stumbling my way to my bathroom. My stomach was in a knot as I tipped my head over the toilet and emptied my intestines.

What a night I had!

Memories of Michael and I dancing came back to me. And the kiss, oh Lord, Dani saw us kissing, well she saw me mauling Mike with my mouth. How the hell will I explain that?

I took a warm bath and washed my hair. It helped to soothe my aching muscles. I was so happy it was Sunday and I didn't have to go to the office.

I decided to wear a sundress today. I blew out my hair and put it in a new bun, then headed downstairs. When I got to the living room it was empty. The clinking of utensils told me everyone was in the kitchen. must be in the kitchen. I went and found them having breakfast. As I entered Michael's eyes a