a's

age site, with me lying right in the center of it. The door to my hotel room bursts open, and in

e blanket over my h

deserve to drown in misery. My heart is in

door ever since they found out about my breakup. We grew

fortunate accident, while Alice volunteered to handle the beatd

uty cops. Let's just say, a slightly tipsy, furious woman wi

and pounces onto my bed.

my pillow, suffocatin

m!" She tugs at my arm. "Your ass has been on

I moan as she attempts

me off the bed. My head knocks against the nightstand

waves off my pain. "Mu

way, running a hand through

, his white shirt doing absolutely n

et ready, we're

kle like a lifeline. "

Alice pries my

until I'm in her hotel room, where she's already picked out my outfit-a dark blue dres

ssorized with Neilson's oversized sweater. It took him tw

re-white button-ups and dark jeans. The contrast betw

ing music. A staff member leads us to a private booth

sorrow?" Justin sho

face into Matt's shoulder. He lets me

lly lift my head, everyone is gone. "They left m

they tried talking to you for

e pats my head like

it goes. Another. And another. The

enough

the pain." I throw myself into his a

Short Stack," he murm

es from passersby. Matt doesn't push me a

nd I throw myself onto

directly into Neilson's face. He

ld slow down," Matt

is a sexy look. "There's nothing wrong

ast? It eats sugar and excretes carbon dioxide and

ses serotonin, dopamine, and e

fruit," Alice slurs, "which mea

ses and take

ah, they're com

dance!"

ap. "Muffin, dance with me o

e floor. He keeps his arms locked around her, preventing a

pouting. "I wa

idea," he

icy blue eyes darken as the club lights flicker against hi

" I whine, pres

s to my lower back, pulling me in. My heart stutters. He licks

p bre

k of my dress. "Careful, Nin

don't. Instead, I whispe

mine. And then, e