““We lay there a moment, entwined around each other, panting. Then I lifted my head to look at the room. Two broken lamps. One ripped pillowcase. One damaged headboard. Not bad ... Oh, shit. Was that a picture frame? Two picture frames. How the hell did we ...? I sighed. "We'll snag the bill before Jeremy sees it," Clay said. I sighed louder. "Bigger room, darling. Like I said, we need a bigger room.””
