Welcome to this weeks Tuesday Tales to the word prompt Light.
Pia remembered repeatedly asking him to bring her back to her hotel room, but Larry kept saying soon. While walking down the strip, he took her hand leading her into one of the stores. One thing she remembered distinctively was Larry leading her into a jewelry store telling her to pick whatever she wanted. That was the last thing she recalled.
The next morning she woke up naked in bed with Larry. Closing her eyes she tried to think back to the night before. What had happened between walking back to her hotel room and here? She sat up. Her head was killing her. Boy she had some hell of a hangover. She slid her legs off the bed, just as she got off, Larry wrapped his hands around her waist pulling her next to him.
“What are you doing?” Pia asked.
“I was just about to ask you the same thing. Where are you going?”
“I’m going to get dressed and return to my room.”
“There’s no need to do that. I brought all you things in here last night,” Larry said pointing to her two suitcases standing by the window.
“Why in God’s name would you do that?” Pia asked breaking free of Larry’s grip.
“Because last night, we got married.”
Pia stood in place. Her mind flipped in all different directions. She would have remembered something like that. “Stop playing games with me.”
“This isn’t a game.” Larry got out of bed, slid on his shorts and took the envelope off the desk. “Here you go.”
Pia took the papers out of the envelope. Her eyes narrowed and her mouth dropped open. “This is a lie,” she lashed out. “I would have remembered getting married.”
“Your signature is on the document, right there,” he pointed.
Pia opened the verticals to let the light in. The room was too dark to see anything. He was right. The document had her signature right on the bottom. But why couldn’t she remember? She didn’t love Larry. In fact she didn’t even like him. She just put up with him because they were business partner.
“I don’t believe you.” Pia quickly dressed.
“Believe what you want.”