Several hours later, I awoke to the sound of frantic knocking on the bedroom door.
“All right! All right!” I groaned, pushing Princess’s arm off me and staggering to my feet. She, too, awoke with a yawn and sat up, blinking like an owl.
I trudged to the door, wondering who the hell would have the balls to bother me at this hour. I cracked it open and was surprised to see Joey standing there, looking terrified.
“Corbin! Thank God!” he exclaimed, trying to push inside. I stopped him. Princess was still naked. With a silent jerk of my head, I instructed her to get dressed. She could wear my jacket for now. The rest of her clothes lay in tatters.
“What is it, Joey?” I grumbled.
“Montengo, Corbin!” he hissed, still trying to push his way in. “Montengo’s coming back!”
“What?” I exclaimed,
