Chapter 114

Gemma

If the migraine from my hangover won’t kill me, then I’m sure the embarrassment will.

Cassie is sitting on the armchair in her living room, watching me with a cat-that-got-the-cream smile. “So, you called Nathan after drinking yesterday?” she asks, knowing damn well I did.

“Fuuuck…” I moan pathetically and bury my face in my hands as I sit up on the couch.

“Maybe I shouldn’t have left you al