Chapter 29

~Dante’s POV~ I groaned as my hangover pressed against my skin and skull. My hand is resting on what seems to be an ass. I fought the urge to open my eyes as I remembered shit. What the fuck did I get myself into today? My heart pounded in my chest as I recalled. I was drinking and Candice was at the same bar. I really can’t end up with Candice. If I ever fucked her, I might as well die.