Chapter 25 What Is That?

• Lottie POV
• Stretching out on Knox's large bed, my head softly pounding from the insane amount of alcohol we had consumed last night before we had passed out in a heap of sweaty limbs and lovers' lips. My finger reached under the plump pillow, and I smirked as they collided with the warmth that could have only been a body.
• "Knox!" I whispered to Sage, who moaned in agreement. Opening my eyes, I smirked, realising I was right and the body I had groped was, in fact, the tattooed and ripped body of Knox.