Chapter 49

ANNA. When I come to, I know something's wrong. First, the air smells like citrus. Second, the bed I lay on is made of cloud material. It's so soft, I feel like I'm sinking into it. Third, there are arms around my waist. My very bare waist, and it's too smooth to be Sean's arm. I scream, darting out of the arms that encircle and trap me. My heart is near exploding as I see Mr. O'Conner lying by my side in midnight blue pajamas. He doesn't even move a muscle when I push his arms off and scream again. Why is he in my bed? Why is he here?! I look down at myself. Why are we matching pajamas?! I push back the covers and shove my foot into a pair of flip-flops twice my size. I race to the bathroom--the kind that smells like wealth and luxury, and the first thing I do is check if my underwear is intact. Only, I don't recognize the lacy, sexy thong I'm wearing. Who has this? It definitely isn't mine. Heavens, what is happening? Neil and I, we couldn't have... I mean, I'd know if I had sex