EVE.
It felt like I had been run over by a truck. My eyelids weighed a thousand pounds, and my skull pulsed like something was splitting through it.
The sun filtered into the room, and I immediately forced my eyes open, trying to jolt into a sitting position when the headache pulsed harder in my temple, and I winced.
"You do that a lot? Jerk out of bed like a rookie?"
The voice shattered whatever fragment of sleep and drowsiness I was feeling the moment I realised who it was.
Shame instantly flooded me, as well as memories from last night, so fast I almost gagged on it. And by the time I looked around, I saw Alpha Saint, lying naked, with his right hand outstretched on the bed. That was when I realised I had slept on his arm the whole time.
I swear I didn't recall anything else after
