Allison’s eyes fluttered open the next morning. She looked around, this wasn’t her room. It took her a moment before realization dawned on her. She was in Calvin’s room and she was still in her party clothes. She tried to remember the events of the previous night, but her memory stopped when Delia was kissing Leo. Right! Delia! She came with them. She had asked Leo to bring her along. And why was she in Calvin’s room instead of hers? Where is Calvin? Maybe he had gone to work. Just as she thought of him, the door of the bathroom opened and he stepped out.

He just had a towel...