Andrew to Ashleigh Part 5 One Hell of a First Date
The rest of the weekend was pretty quiet - but then it would have been hard to top Friday night. I woke up early Saturday afternoon, splayed out on my bed, still wearing my dress and heels from the night before. I had a hell of a hangover, but I didn't care - Alex's beautiful face immediately filled my mind and I found I didn't really care about anything else. As I lay there, I mentally played back the events of the previous night and found myself feeling warm again. I got up from bed...