Chapter 53

Chapter 53

Tamara groaned as she rolled out of bed and coughed. Her brain felt muddled and a migraine pounded behind her eyes.

Where was she? Shit!

Her cheeks colored as the memories of last night, began to flood her, including when she had taken a bath in front of Francesca.

Why did Francesca even help her? She would have to tell the woman to thank you when next they saw each other.

And Marco? Tamara was suddenly filled with shame. She had practically forced the man to get in bed with her so she could use him as a heated blanket.

Damn, what was wrong with her? She never drank this much. The whole David situation and keeping it from Marco was getting to her.

With a sigh, Tamara looked around and found a hoodie on the bed.

A few minutes later, she was dressed in the hoodie and walking down the stairs to find her phone, some food, and hopefully a Tylenol to kill her headache.

“Good morning,” Tamara winced as she greeted Marco and slipped past him to take a bottle of water from the fridg