I wake early enough the next morning that most of the street below me is empty, and the sky is still a hazy gray as the sun crawls into the sky.
No matter how hard I try, I can’t stop thinking about last night.
I slept with Jeremy, and I don’t know what that means for me, for us, for everything.
I wasn’t expecting him to still be sleeping, but I guess taking care of me took it out of him. So, for several seconds, I lay wrapped in his arms, fighting the urge to kiss him. A fight I would’ve lost if my stomach hadn’t started rumbling.
After slipping into one of his t-shirts, I helped myself to a cookie and banana the hotel staff left in a welcome basket for us before venturing out to watch the sunrise.
With my arms crossed over the balcony edge, I rest my chin on my forearms and sigh as
