Me thinks, she won't run far.... *smiles*
Jeez, how much did I drink last night?
At least I woke up alone in this huge bed. Thank goodness.
The sounds of a flushing toilet and a very masculine cough galvanize me into action. Ignoring the tequila induced pounding in my head, I scramble for my dress, shoes and bag. Heavy footsteps come closer. While a part of me is dying to know who they belong to—the scent clinging to the bedsheets is to die for—I’ve been here before.
They never look as good once the alcohol wears off.
Only one thing for it. The open window…
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Till next week, folks.