Page 311 of Valentino

I blink, still trying to focus my eyes.

“Sit up and drink this.”

I blink some more.

“Anna. Focus.”

“Alright.” I grumble and lean up onto my elbow, he passes me the fizzing water and I tentatively take a sip. “Eww. The hell is this?”

“Electrolytes. We have an opening night tonight.”

“Huh?”

“We have a new nightclub opening, tonight is the launch party.”

“What?” I snap awake, “Where at?”

“Downtown.”

“Well….” I blink. “What do I wear?”

“Whatever you want.” He smiles down at me and pushes the glass back up to my mouth. “I guess tonight is our launch party too.”

“What do you mean?”

“Everyone who’s anyone will be there.”

“How many people are going?”

“About a thousand I think. Tonight we come out as a couple.”

I stare at him, every hot woman in the world who wants him will be there judging me.

Shit.

I have to look good.

Really fucking good.

“Drink.” He lifts the glass back to my mouth. “You’re dehydrated.”

“I. Am. Drinking.” Annoyed, I tip my head back and drain the glass, not in the mood for his bossiness this morning, I was ordered around for most of the night. “Go to work.”

“What are you doing today?” he asks.

“Working.”

He leans down and kisses me. “I love you. See you tonight, we’ll leave here about seven.”

“Okay.”

He gets up and leaves and I flop back onto my pillow and glance over at the clock.

That’s only twelve hours away.

I have to work a full day, find something to wear, get my hair done, do my makeup, and somehow turn myself into the hottest woman on earth in only twelve hours?

I roll over and wince, every inside part of my body throbs with pain.