Chapter 17: Violet

I stretch, fighting my way out of the best sleep I've had in months. As soon as I do, three things hit me at once.

One-I'm not alone.

Two-there's a warm palm cupping my breast.

And yeah, it feels good.

Three-I'm pretty sure there's a boner nestled against my backside.

That's all it takes for my eyes to pop wide and I'm instantly awake, wondering what the hell happened last night and why I'm blanking on it. As I inhale a sharp breath, I hit rewind and try to figure it out.

I remember going to O'Brien's and having a few drinks. Although certainly not enough to get blackout drunk.

I danced with Sam and then Liam.

We were booed out of the bar as we left.

Sam was more quiet than usual on the drive home.

I tossed and turned, trying to find sleep.

Nerves prickle along my skin because it's all starting to come together now.

I creeped into Sam's room so we could talk.

I'm going to hazard a guess and say that it's Sam's hand palming my boob and his erection pressed against me. A