“Playing hard to get, huh?” I yawned. “Fine. We’ll talk tomorrow about your Bigfoot legs.”
I drifted off.
Then suddenly, my phone buzzed.
A text from Christian:
“Hey babe, just leaving the bar. Be home in 5 minutes!”
My brain froze.
If Christian was at the bar…
WHO WAS IN BED WITH ME?
I shot backward, nearly falling off the bed.
“HEY! WAKE UP!” I screamed.
The man rolled over.
A complete stranger stared back at me.
“WHAT THE HELL?!” I shouted. “WHO ARE YOU AND WHY ARE YOU IN MY BED?!”
He blinked, confused. “Why are you yelling in my bedroom?”
“YOUR bedroom?! This is MY house!”
I grabbed a water bottle and dumped it straight over his head.
He sputtered, now fully awake. “Wait… this isn’t my room?”
“NO!”
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