Her eyes fell on her clothes draped over a nearby chair and she realised she was completely naked beneath the bedclothes, yet she had no recollection of getting undressed. She frowned as hazy memories began to stir – Conan opening the buttons down the back of her dress – Conan… She struggled to remember. What had she said? More importantly, what had she done …? She clasped her hands to her burning cheeks in horror, but that did not prevent the wanton sensations haunting her subconscious. Sensations she had never experienced before, nor ever expected to feel. How could she ever face Conan Maxwell again? It was early afternoon when Beth saw Fiona wandering aimlessly in her front garden. ‘Hi, Fiona, how are you feeling after all the excitement?’ Was Beth regarding her more shrewdly than usual? Or was that just her imagination? She shook her head, and immediately wished she hadn’t. ‘Terrible! I’m not used to alcohol and I’m sure Nick filled up my glass at least twice for the toasts.’ ‘Aah, is that the way of it?’ Beth chuckled.
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