When Hunter awoke the next morning, she was in a superb mood.
She was up early, downstairs brewing coffee, even humming a tune under her breath. Rider was nowhere to be seen and nor was his car, so she assumed he had gotten an early start for work and didn't give another thought to it. The scent of alcohol was still heavy in the air along with sweat, causing Hunter to have her nose close to her cup as she made her way down to the ballroom.
Bodies were scattered down the hallway, some fully clothed and others not so much. Shoes, expensive shirts and jackets were thrown carelessly as well alongside them.
Rolling her eyes, Hunter clicked her tongue. "You idiots never know when to stop." She murmured to no one in particular, fully aware of the fact that the very week prior, she had been one
