Tally
Groaning, I stretch then freeze. No arms around me? Where in the f*ck is my man? And why did I sleep so late? A tune flits through my head and I start singing my song. I love Ambrose so much. Demon Lover is my favorite song from this new album. Him letting me use him on stage as my personal dancing mannequin was the sweetest thing he could do for me. I snicker thinking about his fans. My poor man, who hates people, now has a whole horde of them, as fans.
I pop up and look around the room I’m in. Huh? This isn’t the Las Vegas suite. My brow furrows and closing my eyes I wrack my brain. Then it all comes back to me.
“Riiiigghhtt,” I say out loud. Memory loss, we’re in Florida and the weird Ninja helped me unlock my brain.
I am truly grateful. Images are flitting
