"Where am I?" I asked as soon as my eyes opened.
I sat up startled in bed before a sharp headache made me groan out loud. What the heck? It felt like someone was continuously hitting my head with a baseball bat. I rubbed my hand against my eyes and tried to get my bearings. This seriously sucked. Never in my life will I drink any alcoholic beverage again.
"Relax," murmured Nikki.
She was sitting beside the bed, with a worried expression in her eyes, but she still looked damn good. Ethan was a little further back, standing with his arms crossed over his chest, looking expressionless. He seemed calm, as if he saw girls waking up like this every day of his life.
I looked around, trying to get my bearings. I was lying on an immense bed, in an even larger room. The walls were a boring olive
