The light filtering through the curtains felt like fire pokers against her eyes. She turned over, pulled the quilt over her head, and waited for the brain pounding to subside.

Long minutes later, she inched the covering from her face and blinked to let her eyes adjust to the brightness in the room.

A tanned, gorgeous, annoyingly familiar face peered down at her.

"Perez!" Her voice cracked when the pounding in her head pierced her temples. "What ...