The alarm stirred Paul from deep slumber. Opening one eye groggily, he winced as a shaft of light lanced his eyeball.

“Ooooh!” he groaned. His head drummed a steady beat as he wondered exactly how much he’d had to drink. His brother’s birthday party had been one helluva do…. but how did he get home? That’s it! He’d summoned an Uber.

Belinda was already awake, it seemed. He could hear her moving about in the bathroom.

Boy, he needed to pee!

Swinging himself to the edge of the bed, he stopped dead.

What the…..?

Where had he put his leg!?


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