P.O.V Paige:

I find Mason sitting on the bed, looking at me as I enter the room. When he sees me, he pats the space next to him, as if telling me to sit there.

"Come lie down," he says, smiling.

"How much did you drink?" I ask as I put my bag on a chair.

"Not that much," he replies.

"Then why didn't we go home?" I insist.

"Don't be like that, don't get mad. I just wanted to sleep here," he says like a little punished child.

I roll my eyes and sigh.

"I don't know what you think you're doing with this but get on your side of the bed and sleep," I say as I turn around to see what I'm going to sleep with.

The door to the room makes a sound, and I open it. It's my friend bringing me pajamas.

"Thanks, friend," I say, taking the pajamas she hands me.

"You can thank me tomorrow," she says winking.

I don't understand what she means, but when I enter the bathroom to change, I understand everything. The pajamas she brought me are very small and short, leaving nothing to the imagination.

Damn it