#Chapter 121: The Morning After

Aria’s POV With a groan, Liam slowly blinked open his eyes. He carelessly rubbed his forehead for a moment, apparently unaware of me in the bed tucked into his side. Yawning, he looked around the room, his face growing more and more confused. Then, he glanced down at me, and startled so fiercely, he nearly fell right off the side of the bed. “Aria?” “Why are you in my bed?” I asked him. With the new space between us, it was easier for me to retract now as well, away from the warmth and the comfort. I wormed my way to the opposite side of the bed, lifting the blankets to cover my modesty – only to realize that I was still wearing my clothes from last night. “What happened?” “You had a little too much champagne last night,” Liam said. “I, uh, carried you out of the party since you couldn’t seem to walk on your own. When we got here, you… well, you wouldn’t let me go. I didn’t want to overstay my welcome, but you were very persistent, even half-asleep. I guess I must have passed o