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I let out a loud groan. "Whattt the fuckkk?" My irritated groan was met with a chuckle.

"Oh, good morning to you too, princess."

My eyes shot open and I sat straight up, ignoring the headache.

"Cove?" I sighed out with shock lacing my voice.

He grinned. "Yes Riverlynn?"

I glanced around the room. His room. His bed. "Why am I in your bed?" I sighed and fell back against the soft mattress.

"I figured you wouldn't remember."

My eyes widened and I slowly sat back up. "Remember what?" My tone accusing.

He laughed at my reaction. "Do you really think I'd take advantage of you like that? Come on."

I sighed and rubbed my temples at the few memories I had from the night before. "We kissed didn't we?"

He nodded and looked at his feet.

"I'm sorry Cove. I shouldn't have drank that much I was just in a bad mood after Jax, ya know. That was stupid. I'm sorry I kissed you." I sighed apologetically.

He frowned and looked a little confused. "You didn't-...I-I kissed you."

I was taken aback. He wouldn't take advantage of my drunkenness would he? I mean he's a total fuck boy. He would literally fuck any pretty thing with a mouth he saw, without doubt. But with me...I always felt as safe as I could with him.

"You-" I didn't know how to voice the anger building up inside of me. "You what?! I am not another random girl you get to take advantage of Cove. What is wrong with you?" I said loudly now. My face had hurt written all over it.

His eyes widened. "No, no princess it wasn't-" He rushed out, but I cut him off.

"In no way can you call me princess right now. Jesus, Cove. I knew you were like that but not with me!" I got louder. "I don't know why I ever- god so stupid." I was mumbling in rage now.

I threw the covers off of myself and a burst of cold air stung my body. I looked down and realized I was wearing short boy short underwear, and Coves T-shirt.

"Oh great. I wonder how I got into this state. Jesus Christ." I scoffed and walked straight out of his bedroom and into the kitchen. I needed water and food. Fuck this all.

His eyes scanned my body the second I stood up and when I walked past him, he let out a sigh.

"Princess-" I shot him a glare as he walked out of his bedroom after me. "Riverlynn...You asked me for it."

I glared at him in shock. His face relaxed for a minute into a smirk. "The shirt, idiot." He gestures to me.

I relaxed. "Oh." I breathed out.

He walked over towards me now. I hadn't realized until now that he wasn't wearing a shirt. He wore sweatpants that hung dangerously low on his hips. How cliche. My eyes stayed on his though. This time I was too angry to drool.

But, never the less, his greek god looks still clouded my brain. And all of a sudden he was only a foot from me.

"You weren't letting me talk, kid. Can you listen now?" He said in a quieter tone now that we were face to face.

I scowled at him for the nickname but shrugged anyways.

He sighed. "What do you remember?"

I thought hard for a minute and squeezed my eyes shut in frustration. "I remember the tequila." My cheeks turned red at the fact that I got that drunk. I shook my head a little and opened my eyes. "Ugh. And flirting with stupid Danny a little I think. What did I say to him?"

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