I’LL TAKE IT
I wake up in an unfamiliar bed, the sun is shining in around the blinds, and I blink my eyes open. I instantly feel an arm draped over my body, and I gulp. My head's pounding, my body's heavy, and I just feel sick. Not from my hangover, but from sleeping here with Dane.
I don't want to be this close to him, I never cuddled with him. Not even before our fight this week.
I quickly slip out from under his arm and press my lips together, standing up. He's still dead asleep, and as soon as I look down at my phone, I see that stupid wrapper again. I carefully kneel down and swipe it up, heading to the bathroom. I doubt he knows it's even there.
I run my finger along the inside of the package, feeling the greasy texture inside. It must be recent. I memorize what type it is an
