Chapter 16: What Really Happened

The memory of last night becomes crisper and more focused every minute.

I remember waking in the middle of the night. Realizing that I was snuggled right up against someone else. Noticing slowly, bit by bit, that it wasn't Wes - even in my state of half-sleep, I knew my ex-fiancé's smell. And whoever I was pressed up against smelled quite different.

It didn't take me very long to realize it was Alex, or to remember why he was there. I think I must have still been pretty damn drunk at that point, because rather than roll away from him - what I should have done immediately - I found myself snuggling closer, hungry for the physical contact.

I don't know if Alex was still asleep at that point, but he seemed to press closer to me, too, his arm tightening around me. Alex and I have shared plenty of physical contact before, but this was different.

At some point he woke up, too. I don't remember exactly when, but I remember him shifting slightly. Remember him asking if I was okay, if I nee