Zirri laid in her bed with a headache and an attitude. She had been awake for hours now after having a hell of a time going to sleep after her little drinking session with Yakir. Yakir being an early riser she imagined he would have been here early as he always was but no, she had been laying here waiting and thinking for hours. The thing that was keeping her there was her thoughts on how for the second time Yakir had done something to her that made it harder to see him as simply a beast to obtain anymore. He was a man and he apparently had thought to tell her how he’d like to prove just that.
Zirri placed a hand over her thudering heart as she thought back to last night. It made the throbbing in her head increase but she had not been able to think of much else consciously or oth
