Rrrrrrggggg
Disoriented Nessa searched for her phone, looking for it where she usually puts it beside her bedside lamp. When her hand met the air where her lamp should be, she resurfaced her head under the sheet to look at her surroundings.
"Where am I?" She muttered. Recollections of the previous night suddenly flooded in. "Oh" her face flushed, remembering the wicked ways Roarke used, to have his ways with her and the naughty acts.
She checked herself under the sheet, only in her birthday suit, her clothes and his which were scattered on the floor were now folded on the armchair.
She could hear the shower running, she reached for her phone which rang once again, "hullo"
"Ding ding ding! Good morning girlfriend. Wouldn't ask how your night was cause I think I have an idea. By the way, hope you've not forgotten today is the day we're going shopping for"