/Jane/
When I opened my eyes, the light from the window made my eyes sting. I wincingly opened them again. I rolled over and almost fell out of bed because I was so close to the edge. I squeezed them shut once more and rolled over. I groaned quietly when I realized that Kurt wasn't snoring or even breathing heavily when I looked over at him.
I peeked over the edge of the bed, my face flushed, only to discover that the spot where he'd been sleeping had been cleared, his pillow and makeshift blanket folded and placed on my dresser chair next to mine. My eyes were drawn to the alarm clock, which was only a few minutes past seven thirty. I moaned in frustration as I typed.
I would have preferred to have been able to sleep in a little longer than this! My attention was drawn to a small fol
