THE NEXT MORNING:
My eyes flutter open, for a moment I just stare at the closet as exhaustion still lingers within me. But my eyes widen, feeling hot air brushing against my skin, at the back of my neck.
I glance down, an arm is wrapped around my waist and one under my head. I gulp, attempting to move but his soft snores make goosebumps erupt all over my skin. Heat radiates from his body from the way his chest is pressed against my back.
My throat turns dry at the proximity. I turn to look over my shoulder, his hair brushes my chin as his face is snuggled into my neck.
“Agnor” I try to voice out but it's barely audible. I clear my throat and gently try to remove his arm from my waist but he hums deeply, sending a shiver down my spine.
“Agnor, Wake up” I say out in a hoarse voice. When
