Chapter 67

• I woke up Sunday morning with a raging headache. The light was gentle outside. I stirred, felt for my phone and picked it up. It was 7:15 a.m. That meant four hours of sleep? Maybe? We had a full day in Vegas to go, and I was not about to waste it. I got up and surveyed the villa. Kat slept peacefully on top of the covers, attractively nude, legs slightly apart. Somehow, my cock stirred again seeing her.
• The living room had a handful of empty wine bottles scattered about. The coffee table and bar top were littered with lines of cocaine, which I recalled Kat had set up in a manic moment of optimism that we would stay up all night. I succumbed to the reality of the day and snorted two lines, which cleared the cobwebs of my hangover and comedown. It was a good decision.
• I walked outside into a breathtaking day. The temperature was the same inside as outside. The fresh air felt good. But I was startled to hear splashes coming from the pool. I was even more surprised to see Kelly swimming laps. I sat down, put my legs in the warm water, and watched her, admiring her form and the fact that she swam nude. She noticed me and pulled herself to the pool ledge.