NUTFIELD HOTEL

POV GREY

I watched from the window of my suite as the girls left for the bachelorette party. I just prayed that Stacy wouldn't do something stupid. Although I couldn't fight the knot in my gut telling me something will go wrong. A few moments later, a pounding came at my door.

Opening the door, I saw Carl standing there, already looking a bit buzzed. "Where are we going exactly?" I asked as I followed him out of the hotel. There were several cars there and I ...