The Benefits of Drink
By Fewthistle

Author's Note: Written for the Surroundings Challenge at the Livejournal Community T100. Set soon after Serena became Jack's assistant.

She opened one eye gingerly and looked around. She had to stop doing this. Waking up hung-over in her own bed was bad enough.

She had to admit, the owner of this bedroom had considerably better taste than her last tryst. In the dull light of dawn, she could see the deep claret paint, the dark wood, the brilliant white of the comforter half covering her naked body. Nice. Expensive.

A muffled sound next to her made Serena twist her head sharply, sending seismic pains through nearly every nerve ending in her body. The sight of who had made the sound covered the rest.

“Morning. What, you thought that Jack was the only one with a reputation for sleeping with his ADAs?” Nora Lewin chuckled softly.