CLARISSA STRETCHED contently and loved the feeling of the soft silky material around her. She buried her nose in the pillow and inhaled lightly. Freshness and a tinge of masculinity. She smiled lightly. Sometimes are dreams were very vivid, they felt too real. Like at the dream she was having at that moment. Clarissa didn't own even a pair of silk pajamas. And the last time a man spent a night in her bed was over six months ago...Clarissa shot up and looked around in panic mode. Where the f**k was she?
"No...no...no!" she groaned as she looked inside the sheets and found herself in nothing but a T-shirt. Ooh, Clarie, you w***e. She exclaimed in her head as she smacked her palm on her forehead. She tried to recall what happened last night. It was the fund-raiser evening and Nicholas bought
