Kayla's eyes opened slowly to an unfamiliar room when she woke up. Her body felt surprisingly fresh and energetic. Not the kind one had after a wild night she'd had. She threw the sheets away lazily as she scratched her eyes.
"Feels good." She yawned.
"Huh," the events of the previous night started replaying in her mind. Everything, her drinking with her sister and some men, and then bumping into Ethan.
What else? Unfortunately, her memories ended there. She wondered how she ended up in that room. Her outfit freaked her out. Fitting pajamas, where had she gotten them?
Did Ethan bring me to his place? What did he do to me? Did he see me naked? Her thought went wild.
Her own thoughts embarrassed her. She covered her face with the sheets, completely oblivious of the woman standing by the doorway carrying a bunch of shopping bags.
