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Waking up in a new place is weird. Especially when the new place is a ginormous bedroom with a huge bed. It was still early; the few rays of sunshine visible below the thick black curtains were still colored in an orangish pink. I opened my eyes, still used to the dark, like a mole. I could see the faint edge of the bed in front of me, and I could feel Jack's breathing behind me. He was still asleep. Despite having a gigantic bed, we somehow ended up occupying only half of it. His arm was surrounding me, his hand still cupping my breast. I laid like that for a while, getting fully awake before I carefully disentangled myself out of his embrace and went towards the bathroom.
I had tested the hot water boiler the night before; it took a couple of minutes to get hot water running. So I o
