I sit up in the center of a huge bed and my dark hair falls around me. I push it out of my face the best I can when I don't feel my hair tie on my wrist.

A small shaft of light spills in from the cracked bathroom door and I can see I'm surrounded by big fluffy white pillows. If I didn't know better, I'd think I was on a cloud, but the ache between my legs reminds me of what happened last night.

I glance over to the window and light peeks from the bottom of the curtains, letting me know it's ...