I expected to wake up next to Luke, which I did. I expected to roll over in his arms and see that he was sleeping soundly, which I did. What I didn't expect was the second that I noticed his eyelashes flutter a few times and the few light strands of hair lying on his forehead, I remembered why I hadn't fallen asleep with him.
I wasn't even sure why he thought it was a good idea to crawl back into bed with me, but I still sat up slowly, trying not to wake him up. The last thing I wanted was to talk to Luke even though I should try and get an explanation out of him or even an apology that couldn't exactly fix what he did. There weren't any time machines to help us out here.
I got up and headed to the bathroom, trying to get ready for the day. I figured it would be a lot easier for him to
