"Morning Surprises"

Lying in the warm bed, the thought crossed Hoshi's mind that she did *not* drink alcohol and now she remembered why: a splitting headache combined with no memory of the previous evening.

Eventually it penetrated her brain that an arm lay across her chest, hand nestled in an indelicate location. Head tilted down, she considered the hand. A man's hand, it looked like...oh my...it looked like...

"Hoshi?" Jon--sounding confused and half-awake--murmured into her ear.

Frozen in something between horror and lust, she couldn't respond. The hand, it belonged to...

"Jon?" Trip asked. "Since when do you have breasts?"

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This drabble is stexgirl2000's reward for being one of three winners of my Anti-Marriage Protection Week Contest. She'd asked for either A/Tu/S, A/Tu/T, or R/Tu/S.