Chapter 9 Planning Our Honeymoon

Emery's POV

I slowly opened my eyes and caressed my aching head. Argh! I didn't drink too much last night but I got drunk. Thankfully, not too drunk to forget whatever happened last night. We ride in my car when I say we, me and Terrence. He really left his car last night and even pretended to be so dead drunk that I had to help him get to my car.

I got off the bed and opened the window of my room. This room is cozy and really comfortable. I'm actually more comfortable here than in my dad's house. Here I feel free while in my dad's house, I feel like my responsibilities are imprisoning me.

Two knocks interrupted my thoughts, followed by a soft female voice. "Miss Emery? Sir Terrence is waiting for you at the dining table."

Shaking my head, I opened the door and looked at the maid. "I just woke up. Tell him to wait for half an hour."

She looked very embarrassed by my answer but I didn't pay attention. I closed the door again and went straight to the bathroom. It actually took me half a