Jacob stirred in his sleep. He had a crazy dream that he was in Scarlett's house. Only, he didn't know it wasn't a dream. Jacob rolled on his side, trying to get comfortable, only to land on the floor with a thud. He was sure that his bed was much larger than that.
Jacob lifted his head and looked around, still on the floor. He was in an unfamiliar environment. He squinted his eyes to get a better view and realized he was actually inside Scarlett's home. What the hell was he doing there?
He tried his best to recall what had happened to lead him where he was, but he could only think of bits and pieces of his memory. He remembered Scarlett helping him and then he saw her naked. Nothing came after or before that. He couldn't even tell how he had gotten there. He had clearly been intoxicated
