the clinic had drained every ounce of energy from her body. Her head was pounding, and a dull,

ot shower and wash the smel

way toward the master be

ed in the

g on the edge of t

was Joy's. The pale pink silk robe Joy had bought

ng a tablet. He looked up when Joy walked in.

nt smile. She shifted her weight, delibera

llary said smoothly.

oy's chest. It burned away the ex

t an insult. It

didn't cry. Her face

ainst the hardwood floor. She ignored Hillary entirely

thes," Joy said casually, opening a drawer. "You

. She jumped up from the b

looked at Joy with cold disdain. "Get your things

hat she was

ll, square box o

the vanity. She held the box up, ma

f Plan B. Morn

onto the box. The colo

She smiled. It was

gernail. "I was just about to take care of the... aftermath from the other night

went de

he box, then slowly turned her head to loo

d. "What is she talking about?

in his neck bulged. He glared at Joy with a ha

id through gritted teeth, look

t?!" Hillar

f the nightstand and hurled it across the room. It smash

amed, her face contorted in rage.

bed, reaching for her.

robe off and threw it on the floor. She grabbed her own clothes and s

room. The front door of the penthouse slammed sh

anity, still holdi

urned his head

s chest heaved. He looked like a m