Clarissa woke up to voices of a man and woman talking and laughing that sounded like it came from Max’s room. She sat up and looked around. It was bright daylight and it was already 11am. She was still wearing last night’s clothes. The last thing she remembered was Max carrying her up the stairs. She didn’t even remember him tucking her into bed.
There was a pause of silence from Max’s room and then another tinkling laughter. This time, it was definitely a woman’s voice. Her thoughts immediately went to Max’s perfectly gorgeous blonde ex, Laura Ashton. He may have said that their relationship was over a long time ago but it was not normal for exes to still be in touch and to kiss each other, on the lips, like a couple. She seethed at the thought of them kissing and Max dismissing it as n
