CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT

The rich aroma of French press coffee drew Kayla from sleep. She stretched languorously and stood up, making her way to the bathroom immediately. These days, instead of the first rays of sunlight the thirst-washing aroma of Reynold's food had been doing a better job of waking her..

Her head was heavy and she felt dizzy, even as she walked to the bathroom. She spent a few minutes longer than usual - because she was trying so much to remember what had happened yesterday night.

After she was done she slid into a nice palazzo suit, giving her a scarlet witch elegance.

As she looked into the mirror after dressing, flashes from the night before invaded her mind with no permission at all.

She shut her eyes tight in shame - her mind replaying last on an endless mortifying loop - the second champagne bottle producing tell-tale giggles...her nails raking provocatively along Reynold’s inner forearm...the hunger in his eyes as she leaned in for a passionate kiss… then… what happened?

There was n
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