Grant POV
I yawned and sleepily rolled over, my body feeling pleasantly warm and feeling something soft snuggle against me, silky strands of something draping over my arm as I moved it. I frowned, my eyes slowly opening, my vision slightly blurry, my memory hazy as I tried to recall where on earth I was or what had happened. Where was I? Why did I feel so strange?
Sarah was laying beside me, naked, her hair splayed across the pillows, a small smile curved on her face, her dark eyes watching me with curiosity as I sat up and glanced around the room, my vision slowly coming into focus. I was in a hotel room, I realized, one of the ones my mother must have reserved at the hotel the ball was being held at. But why had I come up here? I distantly remembered Sarah approaching me and requestin
