Zach…
The sun poured through the window, its rays enveloping my face, causing my eyes to flutter.
I stifled a yawn, slowly opening my eyes, to realize it was morning already.
I smiled as my hand roamed the bed, trying to find Nicole on the other side. “Good morning,” I whispered, but when I turned around, I was greeted with an empty bed and ruffled sheets.
So many thoughts began to flood my mind; was it a dream? If it wasn’t, why did she leave? Didn’t she have a good time? Did I go all primal on her?
I would've loved to at least hold her a bit more, before we had to let go. To tell her it wasn’t just the spur of the moment, it was real.
I sniffed the pillow she had slept on, her scent lingered. It was both intoxicating and relaxing, reminding me of what happened last night.
Beautif
