CHAPTER FIFTY FIVE
Between tequila shots and reminiscing over old memories, did help me forget Dane for a short while. I had no idea what we were dancing to right now, mainly because I was pretty wasted, but I felt rather euphoric for some reason. The need to scream so loud and throw the middle finger at Dane like he was here, was pretty tempting but I restrained myself. Instead choosing to sway to the music, while shouting along with the lyrics of the song that came on next. I think it was Snoop Dogg’s Drop it like its hot. Who cares? As long as I knew some of the lyrics, I was going to shout along. I had no idea how long we drunk or what time we stumbled back into the hotel room, all I know was that I was woken up by the insistent knock on my hotel room door.
“Aah!” I groaned. It felt
