A vaguely familiar voice echoes in Ceebee's pounding head.

‘Good morning!’ Is someone singing? ‘Good morning!’ Annie?

Ceebee groans, piecing together the night before. She grimaces. not the braces guy. She’s wearing her clothes from the night before.

'Great night, last night.' The voice from the other room says. ‘Are you decent?’

‘I guess.' Ceebee mumbles, her eyes adjusting to the low level of light. The sheets smell of lemon and the sound of REM's “This one goes out to the one I love” comes from the other room. Sitting up, she checks her watch, just after eight. It’s a hotel room, probably a suite. Her jacket is hung neatly on the back of the door, which is open and frames the biggest dude she has met in real life so far. ‘Hello.’

'Hi, I’m Isaac.’ His voice is deep.

'I'm Ceebee.'

From behind him another voice says. 'Don't even think about it, Ceebs–he’s all mine.'

'Are you hungry?' Isaac places a stack of clean towels on the edge of the king size bed.

'Not really... maybe?' Ceebee scrunches her hair and then smells her hand. 'I need a cigarette.'

'Not in here,' Isaac says, 'it’s a non-smoking room.'

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Ceebee nods, perplexed.

'Ignore him,' says the other voice, 'come out on the balcony. Otherwise he’ll start blabbing on about big tobacco being a parasitic capitalist invention…'

'Don't joke about it,' Isaac says.

Ceebee stretches her arms towards the ceiling. 'Have you got any pain killers?’

'Nope, don't use them.'

'To be honest, I just need an aspirin and a cigarette... and a coffee.' Ceebee stretches her neck from side to side. She can't work out if Isaac is serious or not. ‘And somewhere to charge my phone.’

'You were with that Internet party and the rich dude—right?' Isaac says.

Ceebee stands on the bed and puts herself eye to eye with Isaac. '“With”? I organised that party if you don't mind.'

'Nice work!' Isaac lifts Ceebee by the waist and places her on the floor next to him. 'Lee and I are meeting the boys for brunch.'

'Who's Lee?'

'Did someone say my name?' The braces guy enters from the other room. He’s naked except for a white towel. His olive-brown chest, arms and legs are hairless. He is ridiculously good looking.

'Where are we exactly?'

Isaac opens the curtains and exposes a panoramic view of the Yarra and the city beyond it. The sky is blue and the water is sparkling with sunlight. ‘We!’, he declares, ‘are in the most livable city in the world—Melbourne baby!’

Lee and Isaac look at each other as if timing themselves in. Lee leaps towards Isaac and they bump their hips together, yelling 'Melbourne baby'. The two of them are in a world of their own.

They're the most beautiful men she's ever seen.

'Ok, what's going on?' Ceebee says, grinning and joining in.

Comfortably trapped between her muscular musk-scented men, Ceebee reaches either side and grabs their wrists. Lee, on her left, is wide and strong. Isaac is even bigger than he looked in the doorway. He's fucking huge. Ceebee rests her palm on his massive forearm. 'No, yeah—No, okay, seriously—What exactly happened last night?'