Elizabeth woke up, holding onto an unfamiliar oversized bolster pillow… but then, it was not her first time, so she was not completely shocked. What DID shock her is that she is in an unfamiliar bed and those are definitely NOT her pajamas.
Just how much did she drink? Did Max abandon her and she ended up as a prey to some scoundrel? When she gets her hands on Max, she will give him a piece of her mind! How dares he leave her behind?!
Her mind was racing a thousand thoughts a second, coming up with all kinds of scenarios, and random ideas assaulted her still drowsy brain, but she felt that she still has her panties on.
If someone took advantage of her, would they put the panties back on?
Few seconds into her panic-mode Liz calmed down and paid attention to her bolster...
"Max?", she scrambled away from him.
He smiled drowsily. "I'm happy you didn't kick me out."
