Audrey's P.O.V
Waking up in his bed yet again didn't feel as scary as the first time, but he wasn't in the room when i did. I moved and winced, i felt sore all over from the activity of last night, though i was drunk but i remembered what happened. I wondered how i was going to face him after this, i struggled to sit up with the quilt, i saw my nightie lying next to me, mason must have kept it there.
Putting on my nightie, i managed to climbed off the bed and walk to my room so i could take a hot bath. With a that bath i would be okay i guess, i mean, how could i have known he was that big down there. I emerged from the bathroom fifteen minutes later and just that moment, my phone rang;
"Amy."
"Have you checked the blogs? Or you're still in bed dreaming about mason?" she said
"Uh, g
