Lucy Green had a bad headache, it felt like thousands of needles were piercing her brain.
She opened her eyes, finding that it was light out. The sun came through the huge window, which provided the luxurious house with a panoramic view.
She had trouble getting herself to sit up, and her mind was still mired in confusion. The quilt slipped slowly, and then a sense of awe-inspiring cold made her awareness return. Her slender hands raised the quilt quickly to protect her body from the cold.
Her headache was a result of drinking the night before. Pressing her painful temples, she attempted to remember what happened after her blind date yesterday.
She sat quite still, trying to recall the events.
Wrinkled sheets, crazy kisses, and clothes that were almost torn to pieces...
The picture became clearer, and her eyes rolled to the back of her head, which was filled with disbelief.
She raised her hands to touch her painful lip. Her slender white fingertips were stained with blood like a red poppy, beautiful and vibrant.