Vera
When my consciousness returned, I saw a note on the pillow where Drake's head should have been.
Had to step out. I'll be back soon.
PS: You snore beautifully.
A wide grin covered my face even though I was sure I didn't snore.
I set the note back on the nightstand and checked my phone. 11:49 PM.
It was fine.
He had probably just stepped out for air. With all the time I'd spent with Drake, I was beginning to notice the pattern. He disappeared a lot, and I was getting very good at convincing myself not to panic and very bad at trusting my own instincts.
I sat up and felt the ache between my thighs worsen. His shirt was on the floor near the foot of the bed, one of the soft gray ones that smelled like pine. My own lay shredded somewhere in the living room. I pulled his on over my
