Nick woke up and he was feeling like he would throw up. He could not say for sure what happened because he could not remember a thing from last night. A sweet perfume attacked his nose, making him want to throw up even more. He managed to turn his head aside to see from where the smell was coming and he saw big puffy blonde hair. He forgot about all nausea and asked loudly,
"What the f**k? Who are you?"
He heard a moan and Pamela turned her head at him.
"Hi, Nick, love" her smile was up to the ears, looking like a Cheshire cat,
He could not believe she was in his bed.
"This is how you talk after we spent a magical night together? she asked.
He replied, not hiding the disgust in his voice,
"You are kidding, right? I couldn't be that drunk, to pick YOU up from a bar!"
Pamela's eyes
