Nessa

Two days had passed since the night at the event with Nash and Brady. I had been intoxicated and allowed myself to indulge in certain things with Brady that I wouldn't normally have done, and I didn't regret any of that. But what I did regret was allowing Nash to see how upset he had made me for allowing him to come in between what I wanted and what he thought I should have.

It didn't make sense to me why he acted the way he did. One minute he wanted ...