Twister: Party Games, Book 3 (2012) - Plot & Excerpts
She squinted at the bright yellow light streaming through her bedroom window, her eyes dry and scratchy, her body suspiciously lacking any covering at all. Not even a sheet. Damn, when had she fallen asleep? She twisted on the bed, the soft towel bunching beneath her a clue to the answer. Towel. Shower. After her shower. She’d flopped onto the bed after her shower. She twisted some more, enough to make out the small carriage clock on her bedside table. A groan vibrated low in Cameron’s throat. Seven a.m.? Someone was calling her at seven a.m.? As if to ram home the point, George Michael sang, “yeah yeah” from her phone, sending the device vibrating across the bedside table where she’d tossed it before her shower four and half hours ago. Four and a half hours. For a moment, she considered ignoring it. There wasn’t anyone she wanted to talk to at this time of the morning, especially after the night she’d had. Closing her eyes, she flopped back onto the bed.
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