Chloe Bennet woke up very slowly. Her head throbbed, brain was fuzzy, and her tongue was unusually thick and pasty. She gave a big stretch, arms overhead and pointing her toes, then reached for her phone on the nightstand. "2PM?" she wondered. Could that possibly be right?
Throwing off the quilt she untangled herself from the sheets and stood tentatively. She was gloriously naked, all 5' 6'" of her. Pretty much the way she usually slept. Her bare feet padded across the plush, hotel room carpet as she headed for the bathroom. Time for a pee, a shower then to sit down and try to recall the events of the night before.
While the hot water caressed her curves and crevices, flashes of the afterparty she'd attended started to appear. She'd been invited to the premiere of Marvel's latest blockbuster (even though she wasn't in it) and to the celebration following. Dateless, she'd made the most of circulating, flirting and, of course, the open bar. "Champagne sure doesn't mix very well with Vodka and cranberry" she mused. "What was I thinking?"
After drying off, Chloe pinned up her damp hair into a messy bun and slipped into a silk, shorty robe. It felt good sliding over her skin and her small, brown nipples stiffened against the thin fabric. As she checked her eyes and overall look in the mirror, she found the note that had been left next to her toothbrush. It read "Had fun last night. Text me when you get up. Cobie."
"That's right" she remembered. Pouring herself a big glass of water, she sat on the edge of the king size bed and tasked her memory. About halfway through the evening, she and Cobie Smulders had gone out to the parking lot and smoked a joint. It was an exceptional strain, and soon both women were laughing and stumbling, trying to keep each other from falling.
A smile spread over Chloe's face, and she unconsciously slipped one hand inside her robe. "I remember now."
"Should we go back inside?" asked the 40-year-old Cobie. She looked incredible in her skintight mini dress, even while trying to remain balanced and upright on the 5-inch heels she was wearing. She was leaning against the younger actress to steady herself while they walked.
Chloe was 10 years younger and 2 inches shorter than Cobie and looked more like she could be her little sister. Slipping her arm around Cobie's waist she said "Let's go up to my room. That way we don't have to worry about embarrassing ourselves. We can order room service and get out of these brutal high heels." The Agents of Shield actress was also wearing strappy, 5-inch heels that had been torturing her all evening.
"That sounds fantastic" giggled the blue-eyed beauty, sliding her arm around Chloe's waist as they walked together towards the lobby elevator. After signing a few autographs, the two women were on their way up to the tenth floor.
