Beth was awake. She had been awake for the past five minutes but hadn't dared to move because moving involved acknowledging reality when a large part of her wished the memories that had started running through her mind the moment consciousness beckoned were all part of a dream.
A beautiful, steamy dream that didn't end in heartache or a trip to prison.
Alas, it was all real, and the ache in certain regions of her body refused to let her believe otherwise.
Still, she lay there motionless for a long moment, eyes closed and slowly breathing in and out. She just needed a few more seconds to simply be a woman in a room, aching from a long night, warm, and surrounded by the faint smell of whisky, man, and s*x.
Then she opened her eyes and allowed reality to wash over her like the cold showe
