I woke up still wrapped tightly in Max's arms, my head on his chest. He was still dressed in his tux and i have no idea how. I couldn't imagine it being comfortable with as form fitting as it was. I smiled to myself but the smile soon faded as i thought of the mercury wolf that haunted my dreams. If it wasn't for our two encounters and how his scent is ingrained into me, almost like it is a second skin now, i would have thought him to be fiction. I missed him, as sad an pathetic as it was. I scolded myself and was mindlessly playing with the buttons on Max's dress shirt when his hand caught mine. I jumped a little startled as i was lost in thought, he chuckled at me as he smiled sleepily. "Good morning doll, how did you sleep?" I forced a smile "I slept wonderfully, thank you for stay

