CHAPTER 73

  Ashley's POV

  "Hey Drey what are you doing here? And what are you doing to Shane?" I was still a little tipsy and out of it. He looked at me and dropped Shane.

  "I'm taking you home you're drunk," he said grabbing my wrist.

  "No. I want to stay," I said pulling away from him.

  "You're coming with me. Now." He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. Everyone watched as he carried me out of the club.

  I protested the whole way but he just ignored me. I finally settled for staring at his perfect ass until my feet hit solid ground. We were back in his room.

  "What the fuck do you think you were doing?" He said inches away from my face. I was sober enough to know he was pissed.

  "I was partying. What did it look like?"

  "It looked like you had random guys all over you that's what it looked like"

  "So what?" I didn't see his point. We had agreed to be who we were and this was me.