Then I realised that I recognised that voice.
And it wasn’t Ben’s.
It was Jackson’s.
Shit!
I bolted upright and saw Jackson standing at the library doors with his back to us.
After I’d checked that I didn’t have my naked arse hanging out of the inflatable bed (thank God it was covered with a blanket), I shook Ben’s shoulder.
‘Wake up! Jackson’s here! We’ve overslept!’
He stirred, then opened his eyes slowly.
What I’d said must’ve suddenly registered because seconds later his pupils popped out of their sockets and Ben leapt out of the bed with everything on show.
Oh my…
I bit my lip, then scolded myself. Now wasn’t the time to be admiring his morning wood. Jackson was less than fifty feet away and for all I knew Jane might not be far behind.
First, I had to cover Ben up.
I attempted to shield his meat and two veg with my hands, but they weren’t big enough. After scanning the floor, I found his boxers and handed them to him.
Where the hell are my knickers?
As I looked at the carnage we’d created, I winced.
There were condom wrappers, an empty pizza box and champagne bottle, our discarded clothes, dirty glasses and a plastic bag with the used condoms and tissues.
And Jackson had seen itall.
Still, I suppose it could’ve been worse.
He or our members could’ve seen us naked.
Yikes.
‘Sorry!’ I called out. ‘We overslept. We’ll get everything cleaned up straight away.’
‘I’ll leave you to it!’ Jackson chuckled before walking out of the hall so we could get dressed.
Once he was sure we were decent, Jackson returned clutching a steam cleaner that I didn’t even know existed and handed it to us.
Something told me he’d used it in here before…
Whilst I threw everything away, deflated the bed and stashed it under my office desk, Ben steam-cleaned the area we’d used, just in case.
Thankfully we managed to get everything done with two minutes to spare, then whilst Jackson opened up, we hot-footed it upstairs to Ben’s flat.
There was so much to do today to prepare for tomorrow’s wedding, so it really wasn’t ideal that we’d slept through our alarms, but I had no regrets.
Once we’d showered, we sat on the bed in our towels.
‘That was close!’ I said.
‘Too close.’ Ben winced. ‘But totally worth it.’ He held my gaze. ‘Although it was rather irresponsible.’
