Saturday, October 14th, 10:25 AM
Honey awoke with a pounding headache, courtesy of the second bottle of wine she and Lauren had opened after their heart-to-heart. The morning sun streamed through gaps in the curtains, hitting her face with a brightness that was painful. She groaned, rolling onto her side to escape the light.
Last night's revelation still felt like a fever dream. Grayson Taylor was Sir. She hadn't looked at her Sir phone at all. It was still at the bottom of her handbag. She needed time to figure out what she was going to do. She was afraid she would be tempted to call him.
She reached for her other phone on the nightstand, checking the time. Lauren had left sometime after 2 AM, refusing Honey's offer for her to stay and insisting on calling a car service instead.
Winci
