Nathan's POV

Before I could finish processing what she had said, she had already entered the bathroom and shut the door behind her. How had she known about that? I sighed, raking my fingers across my hair knowing that Erica must have told her about it but I'm sure she left out the part of me being drunk out of my skull at that moment even though that didn't excuse the fact that I had messed up. Terribly at that.

I sank into a chair and put my hand in my head trying to think of my next move. If ...