Chapter Twenty-Eight:
When Suzie woke up the sun was low on the horizon. Still in bed, she rolled over onto one side and seethed as a blade of pain shot deep inside her rectum. Feeling completely f****d-over, she caught some air and lifted her head. Nick’s naked torso was spread, face down, in a tumble of bed-sheets and he snored lightly.
All she could think about was orange juice.
Suzie eased her bruised body from between the sheets and looked about for something to wear. Her suitcase was in the guestroom and there was nothing but the sundress laying at the side of the bed and she sure didn’t want that.
She got a foot down. “Ow-w-w...” The arch of her foot had landed on Cloey’s vibrator. “Damn,” she muttered and kicked it away. The battery had died sometime during the night and the vi
