Abbey cracked open an eye and found daylight. That couldn’t be right. Slapping her hand on the nightstand until she found her phone, she brought it close enough to read the time. After seven.
“s**t!”
Vaulting out of the bed she’d sadly had to herself, she moved from dresser to closet, grabbing up clean clothes and racing for the bathroom. She’d overslept and didn’t even feel rested from it. That was, she supposed, what happened when you spent half the night awake, thinking about life-altering s*x and wishing you could do it all over again.
Embracing the messy bun, she leapt into the shower, lathered up, rinsed off. Ten minutes after she’d rolled out of bed, she was dressed and as presentable as she was going to be for the day. Her clients hardly cared whether she had on full makeup or j
