My head was so heavy when I woke up. I winced slowly, sitting up on the bed.
The duvet was off my body, revealing my complete nudity. How crazy did I become last night that I had to strip myself to sleep? I recalled someone mentioning my name and began massaging my back. Wasn't it Susan?
Recalling that, I began glancing around the room, my gaze narrowed. But I happened to be the only one in sight, so I lay back on the bed again, groaning from the headache that slammed my forehead.
I f*****g needed a hangover soup. My wolf seemed to be dormant from the too much alcohol I took last night. “Oh, sweet goddess, how do I begin getting ready to leave here now? Was it in my dream that Susan came here?”
Oh! She must have left and didn't want to wake me up.
I almost dozed off again, still lyin
