~ CARA ~
When the door to Rig’s room flew open, startling me out of sleep, I groaned.
“Get up! Get up!” Natalie sang.
I groaned again and threw a pillow at her, rolling over to bury my face in Rig’s neck. I didn’t know how long we’d been asleep, but I knew it wasn’t very long. We were all still up and making plans, Rig assigning instructions and explaining the risks he was trying to avoid at three that morning.
We’d fallen into bed and into each other’s arms at some time before dawn, but there’d been an unspoken agreement that we would wait… so, with barely time to breathe each other’s scents, we’d fallen asleep almost as soon as we’d lain down.
The room was bright, but not that bright. It couldn’t be later than eight, and—
“Come on, Cara, it’s the Big Day!” Natalie growled. “And it’s not like you’re naked or—”
It hit me then, suddenly, like a bat to the skull.
Big Day.
Morning.