InsaneJournal

Who: Steven and Stacey
Where: A hotel room somewhere in Vegas
What: "the morning after"
When: Tuesday morning
Rating: High for nakedness and mentioning of things
Open: Nope
Status: Ongoing

His head was pounding. And he ached in places that he wasn't used to aching. But it wasn't a bad ache, if he were honest. The night before had been pretty amazing. He and Stacey had come through the door to Vegas for one reason and one reason only. She'd gotten him to try a lot of things while they were on the island but there was something he always wanted to try and just couldn't and that was a threesome. There hadn't really been anyone on the island that they could ask to join them. Through the door, though, it wasn't hard to find someone at all. Especially with the right amount of money. He wasn't really sure that it could be called a threesome since Stacey mostly watched, but it was one of the best nights of his life and he wasn't going to regret any of it. The man they'd hired was gorgeous and knew what he was doing. So all the various aches over his body weren't bothering him at all. It was the pounding in his head that was killing him. After the prostitute had left, Steven and Stacey decided to go out and have a good time. To get drunk and see shows and just act like the world was ending tomorrow. And that resulted in one of the worst hangovers of his life. He sighed heavily and ran his hands over his face, though they stopped about halfway. He felt something against his cheek. Something cold. Steven had finally managed to take off his wedding ring just before he started seeing Stacey. The one physical thing that connected him to Lil was gone and he was okay with that because he still had her memories. She wasn't really completely gone, but he'd moved on and taken the ring off, hiding it away in a drawer. So the cold metal against his face as his hands rested there was very confusing. He brought his hands down and stared at them, a bright silver ring clearly in place on his left ring finger. He ran his right hand over his face and blinked a few times. He even slapped himself once, but the ring was definitely there. As was a very official looking piece of paper laying on the nightstand. He closed his eyes and groaned, but this time it wasn't because of the headache.