Awareness comes to her by degrees: the safety of the darkness easing, Alexis' hair gleaming in the dawning light.
The sun is rising. It's a new day.
It seemed easy enough last night, after the wedding, after a few too many drinks. Easy enough for their dancing together to turn into something more, for their hands to move a little more deliberately, for them to sneak away from the reception and into Alexis' room. In the daylight, Stevie worries that it might not be that simple.
But then Alexis opens her eyes and smiles at her, and... maybe it is.