Stephanie moaned as she opened her eyes. It was broad daylight outside the open double doors, "ugh. Where am I?" She looked around, seeing that it wasn't her bedroom, and from the looks of it, it probably wasn't Paul's bedroom either, "what he hell?" As she became more awake, she realized Paul's arms were around her and his head was buried into her stomach, "get up. Get off of me." She gently pushed at his shoulder.
"What?" He asked, in a gravelly, still obviously asleep, tone. He squeezed tighter around her and sighed, "I can't move. I can feel anything but my massive headache." He took one hand and put it to his forehead.
"Where are we?" She looked out the doors, "what do you mean you can't feel anything? What happened last night? I don't remember anything after the margarita you gave me."
"Me neither." He rubbed his eyes and slowly sat up. After noticing his wedding ring, he quickly grabbed himself, starting with his shirt, his undershirt, the zipper on his pants, then, inside his pants.
"What the hell are you doing?" She wanted to laugh, but disgust was the first to come out, "why are you feeling yourself up?"
"I had to make sure I still had all my clothes on. You do too right?" He got to his feet and almost fell back on the bed, "having on all my clothes tells me nothing weird happened last night." She instantly realized what he meant and looked down. She was still in her wedding dress, and she felt that her bra was still on, "don't look at me while I'm trying to make sure my panties are still on."
He rolled his eyes and made his way towards the bathroom, "I know where we are. We're still at the hotel. This is one of the rooms at Malibu Country Inn. I've stayed here a before. There's a Jacuzzi out there I'll bet." He walked across the room and went outside, "what do you know, a nice big Jacuzzi, with my shoes next to it. Why are my shoes out here?" He came back in and closed the doors, "those were open all night too. What time is it?"
"I don't know. I thought this would be your bedroom, not a hotel room." She got up and started to panic, "wait, where's Madison at. She's not crying like she normally would be. She's probably here and cried in the middle of the night but I was too drunk to hear her."
His eyes were wide, "remember my sister had her last night. I'll bet she's still with my sister. If she hasn't cried by now, considering its two in the afternoon, she's not here." He grabbed his shirt, "fuck, I can't even think straight right now, my head hurts too much. I can't remember anything. Who paid for this room? Cause I had no plans of getting drunk and staying here."
She shrugged, "all I know is I can't feed Madison today. There's probably alcohol in my breast milk, she'd probably end up plastered like we were last night."
"I don't ever 'get drunk'. Occasionally I'll have one margarita, or, a shot or something, but I can't remember the last time I got wasted like that. I probably made a idiot of myself, where's my phone?" He looked around the disarranged room, "it has to be somewhere around here." He rummaged through a bag draped over a recliner chair.
"Wait, I hear ringing," she looked in the direction of the muffled tone, "its coming from over there." She pointed to the closet.
He opened the closet door and pulled her purse out, where the ringing was clearly coming from but had abruptly stopped, "do you have anything in your purse that you don't want anyone, like me, seeing? Cause that was my phone ringing, and I'm just going to get it."
"Um, I don't think there's anything in there, but, if you feel uncomfortable about it, you can just give it to me."
He looked in it and threw it at the bed, "no, there's girl things in there. That makes me feel uncomfortable. You get my phone out."
She reached in and took his phone out, "what do you mean by 'girl things'? She took out a tampon, "does this make you feel uncomfortable? No wonder you've been single forever."
"Maybe it does, so what?" He took his phone and saw the missed call was from Shawn, so he hit redial, "hey, sorry I missed your call a second ago, I couldn't find my phone."
"What the hell happened to you last night? You were so fucked up it wasn't even funny." Shawn cleared his throat, "so was Stephanie. How are you feeling now?"
"My head hurts, my body kinda feels numb because of that. I didn't mean to get wasted like that, I don't remember anything." He leaned on the wall behind him, "Shawn, I don't even remember how we got here. Apparently I got a room at the inn. How did that happen?"
"Go outside." Shawn opened his door and waited as Paul came out, "yeah, you paid for everyone's rooms. Let me think, um, five rooms maybe? Yours, your parents, Stephanie's parents, Laurie, and mine. Oh, and you even got another one for Laurie's kids. So that's six in all. That's about 800 dollars Paul, if not more, its what, like over a hundred a room here." He shook his head, "oh, and just so you know, you and her," he motioned to Paul's room door, "you guys really sold it last night."
"What's that supposed to mean Shawn?" Paul crossed his arms, "did the secret slip out? I didn't say anything did I?"
"No, your secret's safe. You guys should be nominated for an Academy award after last night. You guys were all over each other like white on rice. You were all hugging and being overly affectionate, and personally, from me, one of your guests who didn't get drunk, it was a little bit nauseating."
Paul nodded, "well, as long as the secret's still safe, I don't really care if it was nauseating for your or not. As long as I don't have to remember touching her, its all good with me."
"Whatever," Shawn grumbled, "I don't know if anything happened between you two last night after you went to bed, but, you all were giggling quite a bit, Rebecca and I certainly heard all that. These walls are like, paper thin."
"When I woke up I had all my clothes on. Pants, undershirt, socks, I even had my boxers still on. I'm pretty sure nothing happened."
"What are you guys talking about?" Shawn's wife Rebecca was standing in the doorway, "I only caught the end of that conversation." She propped the door to stay open and reached out, "congratulations Paul, I didn't get to say it to you last night because Cheyenne was grumpy."
He hugged her back, "thanks Rebecca." He turned back to Shawn, "where is everyone? It's two in the afternoon. Where are Laurie and all the kids?"
"Oh, at the Moorpark College Zoo, they left at like, 10 this morning. Everyone went with them, your mom and dad, Stephanie's mom and dad, and Laurie with all the kids. They even took Cheyenne and Cameron, and Madison."
"Good. So no one's here then, right?" Paul exhaled, "did Laurie have Madison the whole time last night? I remember she had her during the ceremony, but yeah, that's the last thing I remember."
"You don't remember anything?" Rebecca covered her mouth, "you had the sweetest speech last night about Stephanie. You guys are really in love. It's so cute."
Paul smiled, his hand on his chin, "well, I'm gonna go back in my room and take a shower so we can head back home. I'll talk to you later Shawn." He hugged Rebecca again and opened the door, "Laurie and our parents took all the kids to the Moorpark College Zoo." He plopped himself back onto the bed beside her, "I'm tired, and thinking about going back to sleep."
"Madison too?" She crossed her arms, "I need to take a shower, I have to wake up. Who was outside? Shawn?"
He nodded, "yep, he told me everything I couldn't remember. Like the fact that I paid for all six hotel rooms, and we were giggling so much last night that Shawn and Rebecca, who are in the room next to us, aren't exactly sure if anything happened between us last night. Shawn says probably not, but doesn't really know. He also said we should win an Academy Award for our performance last night, we really sold the whole marriage thing, the way he explained it, we definitely don't have to worry about anyone thinking we're lying." He covered his face with his hands, "Rebecca came out and said I had the sweetest speech for you, and that its so cute. Shawn said everything was just nauseating."
"Wow." She thought, "well after he said we giggled a lot, did you at least tell him we both had all our clothes on when we woke up? You even have your socks still on."
"That doesn't mean anything. You can have sex with your socks and everything but your pants and underwear on. And even those can easily be put back on afterwards, we will never know if anything happened last night." He closed his eyes, "I'm putting it that we didn't. My shirts and stuff were still tucked in."
"Okay." She blushed, "I need to get to your truck, I have extra clothes in there." She held her hand out for the keys, "I'll be right back." She went towards the door, "oh, and I need a room key, just in case you fall asleep again."
"It's on the dresser." He kept his eyes closed and turned over, "I might actually go to sleep, just so you know."