When I stirred, it was still dark out and Carla was sitting up in bed, looking at her phone. The alarm clock read 3:08 AM. I reached for her, sliding a hand along her leg. “You okay?”
“I have so many messages. My parents. My brother. My ex.” She fell back on the pillow with a sigh, covering her face with her arm. “I can’t face any of them right now.”
My stomach turned at the reminder that this was the end. In a few hours we’d get on a plane and head back to LA, back to our normal lives, where the two of us couldn’t be together. The deal had been for no-strings-attached s*x while we were on the show, but now that was over and we’d have to walk away and pretend it never happened. I’d had a single day of heaven and now I had to give it up forever.
Back in LA, we’d have to deal with all the
