CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

The thought of mistreating Muna is enough to make me hate myself- Grant

GRANT

I woke up with a terrible headache, my head was banging.

I tried to recall what happened last night, but all I could remember was arriving at the reception venue.

It seemed as though everything else that happened was wiped from my memory.

Raising the blanket, I realised I was dressed only in a black pair of briefs. Scanning the room, I noticed Muna's dress lying on the floor as well as my jacket, shirt, belt and trousers.

"Did we have sex last night?" I wondered.

Getting up from the bed, I moved to the bathroom and heard water running.

Figuring Muna was having a shower, j got dressed in a pair of jeans and a black T-shirt.

How could I not be able to remember our first time together? It was obvious what happened between us last night, but why couldn't I remember anything.

An image of me on top of Muna and kissing her neck suddenly flashed in my head, but that was all I could remember.

The water stopped soundi