CHAPTER FOURTEEN
RAK’S POV
I should be feeling a splitting headache but instead, only the warm feeling of my back pressed on someone, hands wrapped around my waist hypnotized me. Eyes still closed, I smiled to myself. Did I go home with someone yesterday? I wondered who exactly. Did I pick someone at the club or was it one of the times when you get too drunk and the bartender suddenly becomes so damn pretty? I turned around, hoping it was not the latter and the smile died on my face. It took me a whole minute to actually process I was staring into the face of the one man I was dead scared of. I glanced around, my heart beat quickening. Was I in his bedroom? How the hell did I end up here?
Last I remember was some guy approaching me at the club then there was a fight. Wait, a fight. My
