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Chapter 22
Izzie
As I start waking up, I hear a click and the soft, cushioned sound of feet moving across the carpet.
Oh, man. Liam must need something.
I stretch before opening my eyes, letting my arms glide effortlessly over the sheets. As I feel around the mattress, I realize they’re so soft and smooth, like silk. Or satin.
Satin?
Satin!
My eyes pop open to a grinning Brady.
“Good morning, sunshine.”
He sets a tray that smells divine on the nightstand at the side of the bed.
As I watched in stunned silence, the food that smelled amazing at first whiff is now making me just the slightest bit nauseated.
I’m so hungover that it’s not even funny.
I was pretty torn up last night. I can’t think of the last time I drank so much. But I admit I still remember every single intimate moment clearly.
Every single one.
The part where I drunkenly told Brady to sleep with me. Where the hell did that even come from? Like, yes, part of me wants him to take me and ravage me.
But another part of me is so afraid. Iama virgin, after all. I don’t want him to think I have all this experience and have it end in embarrassment and regret.
And it totally could’ve gone that way.
I have to give credit to Brady. He’s the one that called it off.
He was the brakes! He cock-blocked himself.
How often does that happen?
I look to the table and study Brady silently as I ponder this gentlemanly, kind side of him.
He doesn’t say a word as he proceeds to pour me a cup of coffee and fix it just the way I like it. He must have seen me make it a million times now. I’m pretty sure that’s even almond milk in that little dish he’s pouring in.
He’s so considerate.
So observant.
How have I not noticed how much he pays attention to me?
No, no, no.
I snap out of my own thoughts and start trying to piece together last night. I may remember it all, but the order of events is questionable. I look around the room to jog my memory.
I see my dress that I ripped off, still puddled on the floor where I tossed it last night.
Yep, that definitely happened. I had hopedthatwas a dream. This is so humiliating.
“How are you feeling?” Brady pipes up.
