Playing Hooky

Trent

I was sitting in the breakfast nook, the sun streaming through the window as I sipped strong coffee. Leia was laying on my feet, softly snoring.

She was not a morning dog. I had kept her up and out much later than I ever had before. The poor dog was beat. I had a feeling she would sleep all day while I was at work.

I looked around the area and was impressed to see it was impeccable. Mira had hired extra housecleaners to clean up after the party. They’d already been in and gone, leaving the house completely spotless.

I was impressed by their efficiency. There was almost no hint there had been a party in the house at all. Except for the three lovely ladies passed out in one of my guest rooms.

Everyone else had declined my offer to stay the night. Sade had only agreed because her friends encouraged her, and I had a feeling her friends went along with it because they were hoping something would happen between Sade and me.

I couldn’t say I didn’t share their hopes, but it wasn’t mean