—Eloise—

The first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes was the ceiling.

I blinked, staring at it for a moment.

This wasn't my bedroom.

I pushed myself up and glanced around. The large bed, drawn curtains, and expensive furniture were all strangers to me.

Where was I?

I looked down at myself. I was still wearing the clothes from last night.

Then the memories came rushing back.

The club.

The whiskey. The men. Caleb.

My stomach dropped.

I covered my face with both ...