NINA’S POV

Hours later, we stumbled back through the door of Lydia’s home with laughter echoing around us. I wasn't sure if her father was home, but we both had been drinking and neither one of us cared.

“Oh, my god, Nina. That was so much fun tonight!" she squealed as I helped her up the stairs towards her room.

“Yeah, it was. Now, let's get you to your room and to bed."

“Oh, my bed!" she squealed again as we reached the top floor and entered her room.

After a few moments of getting ...