*Barkley*
I feel like hell when I wake up. The sunlight streaming through the windows causes my eyes to burn and intensifies the pounding in my head. I never drink to excess when in the company of a she-wolf, but then, when I finally tumbled into bed, no she-wolf was present.
Rolling to a sitting position, I realize I have slept in my clothes. I don’t even remember crawling into bed. I scrub my hands up and down my face. I have a full day with Jayne ahead of me. A day of politeness, of ignoring our reason for being here until night falls. Strangely, now that I am coming more fully awake, I find myself looking forward to being in her company, even if on the surface it will all be platonic.
I ring for my valet, then begin stripping off my clothes. A bath is in order, followed by a shave.
