Nicky's POV
I wake up still on the couch, but I've been moved so I'm laying across it, a pillow has been propped up under my head and a blanket has been thrown over me. Another pillow and blanket lay on the floor next to the couch.
"Oh good, you're awake," Quinn says she looks up from the dishes she's washing in the connecting kitchen. "I was starting to think you died on me." She shoots me a smile over her shoulder. "Not that I'd object to being left alone with that eye candy you brought with you."
I give her a flat look. "Don't let him hear you say that. His ego's big enough as it is," I tell her. She laughs. I look around. The only rooms I can't see into are her bedroom and the bathroom. "Where is he anyway?"
"Tied up in my bed, waiting for me to have my fun."
"Very funny," I tell
