Lance watch her slumber against him for what seemed like hours, almost afraid to close his eyes in case when he opened them again it would have all been a dream. He could hardly believe what had just transpired, but the naked form of the woman pressed into his side was irrefutable proof.
That had escalated quicker than he had expected it to. Not that he was complaining, but he couldn’t help but wonder how things were going to be in the morning. That was the bit he wasn’t sure about; he was fine with the s*x aspect, but normally by now he would be on his way home, never to see the person he had just been with again. Now he was going to have to navigate the awkward waters of “are we in a relationship now?” and try to fathom if they were going to do this again
