Caught With Pants Down

Kingsley’s sleep-creased face turned towards me. He squinted. Vanessa gripped the edge of the blanket. I suddenly recalled something. Vanessa was married! And Kingsley was engaged. To a woman who called Vanessa her sister-in-law. What the hell was going on here? I rubbed my eyes and hoped I was dreaming. Had I stumbled into an episode of ‘Sex and the City?’ Vanessa tossed the covers aside. ‘I need a shower.’ She stood up, buck naked, and picked up her clothes from the floor. I averted my gaze and waited for the bathroom door to close, and missed the strange look she gave me. Silence returned to the room. I stared at the floor. ‘I, ah, I’ll get back to my room. Sorry.’ Kingsley said nothing. I fled the scene, feeling incredibly awkward. But I knew the drama was far from over when I spotted Olivia strutting down the carpeted hallway, craning her neck. A middle-aged woman was with her. ‘You there!’ Olivia pulled up at the sight of me. ‘What’s your name? Never mind. Have you seen Kingsley?