I waited… and waited.
Thank god I wasn’t holding my breath as I would be dead before I finally realised the drunken i***t was asleep. I sighed when I finally listened in to his shallow breathing.
Of course he would fall asleep now!
Fine! Another day.
I then tried to unwrap myself from his arms. And they were not only not moving, they tightened every time I tried.
"Troy, let me go!" I whisper yelled as I continued to try and get his arms and now legs off me. Man he was strong even in his sleep.
Finally I gave up and fell asleep.
I woke up pretty early the next morning, still wrapped up in Troy’s arms. He was still out cold, not surprising.
I tried again and this time I was able to move him off me and get out of bed quietly. I quickly walked out and drove home.
"Milly." Clare c
