Carson’s P.O.V
I woke to an empty bed, and my head was pounding. I groaned, grabbing my phone and seeing it was close to noon what the hell? No wonder Addie isn’t next to me. I am too old for all of this drinking. I can barely remember much from last night. I sat up slowly and climbed out of bed and went to search for Addie.
“Afternoon, sleepyhead,” She giggled from the sofa.
“Why did you let me sleep this late?” I laughed.
“Because I knew you would be rough,” She laughed.
“That is an understatement,” I pouted.
I made my way over to the sofa. Addie laughed, shaking her and then patted her lap. I lay down, resting my head on her lap, and she started playing with my hair. I was feeling sorry for myself this morning.
“Did I do or say anything I shouldn’t have
