Seven a.m., and the alarm blasted on.
She stretched like a cat, and without looking, she slapped the alarm off. She felt a pound on her head when she moved, and she could still feel the aftertaste of alcohol in her mouth. After ten minutes of mentally preparing, she finally mustered the strength to sit up.
He wasn’t there anymore. She stretched her hand over where he had slept as the memories of the night before came to her mind and it made her smile. But now she knows what she has to do. She hated it.
“Rise and shine.” Tony walked into the room, holding a tray of breakfast. He was still in his pants from the night before.
It made her smile. “Breakfast on bed?”
“I thought you could use some coffee.”
Actually, she could. She collected it and took a sip out of it. He kissed her o
