Okay, what the hell actually happened last night? Did Sorsha and I...? No way, she wouldn't. Would she?
"Good morning to you too," she muttered against my bare chest, making me jolt in surprise.
I didn't reply. I couldn't. I wanted to, but my mind was still trying to piece together what happened last night.
After too much silence, Sorsha pulled back enough to look into my eyes. Her dark cartoon eyes were twinkling like usual. Her brows were pulled down in an unpleasant expression. She looks so damn pretty it almost hurts.
"What's wrong?" She asked. "Are you feeling okay?"
"I... uh," I stammered lamely.
Sorsha gave me a funny look.
"There's a bottle of water and some pain meds on the bedside table," she told me, gesturing to the table behind me. "Psych brought them in after I told hi
