Chapter 21
Day 6
Jenna woke up the next morning alone in Cody's bed with a pounding headache and a dry mouth. It hurt to even open her eyes. She made a silent promise to never drink again; a promise she knew she would never keep. She glanced at the clock on Cody's side of the bed. It was already 12:30. She groaned thinking about how she had spent almost half the day in bed. She threw the blanket off of her and realized that she had nothing on; blushing she grabbed one of Cody's t-shirts off of the floor and pulled it on. She stumbled into the bathroom, her head pounding with every step. When Jenna looked in the mirror, she wanted to cry; she looked like hell. Her make-up was smeared, her hair looked like it had been combed with a weed-whipper and her eyes were bloodshot. Upon closer inspection, she also noticed that her lips were swollen like she had been kissing all night, and there two small love bites on her neck. 'Damn it, Cody' she thought to herself as she stripped down and hopped into the shower, hoping the warm water would sooth her aching head and body.
Ten minutes later she dried off and pulled Cody's t-shirt and a pair of shorts on and headed downstairs to find Cody. Jenna had always found it irritating that Cody never slept past 8:00 no matter what they had done the night before; he was a morning person while she preferred to stay in bed as long as she possibly could. She could hear Cody talking to Ted as she slowly made her way down the stairs. She wandered into the kitchen and saw the two men sitting at the table talking about something. Ted saw her first and a cheesy smile broke out on his face. "Well, good morning, sunshine. How nice of you to grace us with your presence this morning," Ted said loudly, just to irk her, knowing full well that she probably had a killer headache. He never seen a woman kill a bottle of Jack Daniels the way she did last night.
"Hey, baby. How are you feeling," Cody asked softly, motioning for her to come sit on his lap.
"I feel like death. Make it better?" she mumbled as she sat on his lap and buried her face into his neck. Cody chuckled softly as he squeezed her shoulders. "Poor baby," he whispered. She sighed and slipped off his lap and went in search of coffee. The guys continued the conversation they were having before she came downstairs. To Jenna it sounded like they were planning on taking off for Tampa soon and were trying to figure out a way for Randy to not travel with them today. Jenna sat down next to Cody and laid her head on the table, willing the pounding to stop. Cody rubbed her back and kept talking to Ted. It was decided that Ted would call Randy and tell him that after last night, they weren't interested in traveling with him anymore. They knew he would be upset about it, but would eventually get over it.
Ted went into the living room to call Randy, leaving Jenna and Cody alone in the kitchen. "Are you going to be ready to leave for Tampa in a little bit?" he asked softly.
"Should be. When do you want to leave?"
"An hour or so. It's about an eight hour drive and I have a show tomorrow night. So we can take our time, but I'd like to get there before midnight."
"Then you have some time off?" she asked hopefully. She was itching to get back to Minnesota.
"Yep. About a week and a half. Have you thought about what you'd like to do during that time?"
"Go home."
Cody's face fell. "Oh." Jenna realized that that had come out wrong.
"Sorry, I meant to say that I'd like you to come to Minneapolis with me."
"Huh. All right. So...we should talk about last night..." he trailed off, not sure how to bring this up.
"Yeah..."
"You don't regret what we did last night, do you Jenna?"
"Of course not."
"I mean, I probably shouldn't have let it happen since you had been drinking, but...I just missed you so much, Jen..." he said softly as he brushed a piece of hair out of her face.
