KAIA
I wake up feeling… fresh. I mean, too fresh like someone wrung me out, rinsed me in holy water, and then tossed me straight into the spin cycle. Except, my body also feels like it got run over by a damn truck.
“Ugh…” I groan, trying to sit up—big mistake. Pain slices sharp through my thighs, straight to my core.
Oh God. Oh hell.
The memories slam back in jagged flashes. His mouth. His belt. His voice snarling dirty f*****g girl in my ear while I—
I slap a hand to my face and flop back down onto the mattress.
And that’s when I notice it.
This… isn’t my room.
My room has clothes on the chair, a few books on the floor, Hailey's octopus baby. But this place? It looks like a hotel. No personality, no clutter, just four bare walls and a bed that smells faintly of soap and s*x.
I sh
