At The hotel in the morning…
Alice’s eyes fluttered open, and she squinted in the bright sunlight streaming through the window. She felt a dull ache in her head and groaned, realizing the reason for her discomfort. A vague memory of drinking too much and partying flooded her mind.
She slowly shifted her gaze to the right and gasped in shock and embarrassment. Her head was resting on her boss’s chest, and one of his hands was wrapped around her body. A million questions raced through her mind. How did they end up in such a sleeping position? Did anything happen between them?
Alice carefully pulled away from Damon and sat upright, rubbing her eyes as she remembered the events of the previous night. She had let her hair down, danced wildly, and drank more than she could handle.
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