I gasped.
“Wake up, Jake.” A light came on. I squinted at the lamplight. “You had a nightmare.”
Ivan sat up, bare-chested, and stared at me.
I groaned. I was drenched in sweat. “Yeah. Sorry if I woke you.”
“Don’t worry. You sounded pretty bad.”
“What time is it?
“It’s four in the morning,”
“I should be getting home.” I scanned the room to see where my clothes were.
“What?”
I spotted them in the corner, over the valet. “Sorry, got a lot of work to do.”
“Yeah, so it’s slam, bam, thank you, Ivan?”
“It’s not like that.” I paused. “I’m sorry if coming home with you was a bad idea.”
“Well, Jake, you could have told me that a couple of hours and at least one condom before.”
I got up. My bare feet hit the carpet. I swayed and steadied myself.
“Whoa.” Ivan laughed. “You can’t expect t
