Love and Training, Part 2
Sam awoke to find himself in a fancy room that wouldn’t be out of place at a five-star hotel.
“Where…”
The clock hanging on the opposite wall above the flatscreen TV told him it was five-thirty. However, from the glimpse of the wall-length window to his right, Sam saw that it was still dark out. Beyond this window, the Manhattan skyline remained lit and sparkling against the early morning sky.
“Hold on…” Sam could see the pale green lights floating out of the trees in the expansive field below. “…is that Central Park?”
Something moved on the bed he was in, forcing his gaze to drift to its left side. Thunder was lying on that side, her eyes shut, her breathing shallow. She was dressed in a plain blue shirt with her patented twin thunderbolts logo emblazoned on its chest. Incidentally, Sam was wearing the green Hunka-Herc shirt and shorts that the brand’s marketing team had gifted him before he’d left the shoot.
“Whoa…” Sam gulped, his face flushing red. “Did you dress me?”