Morning came.
The bright light from the glass window penetrated through the fabric of the curtain. I knew I was alone in the room. How did I get to the room? I had no idea. He must have carried me. Last night was eventful. I was so tired I fell asleep. I smiled. That was bold of me, and I had no regrets. It was an unforced decision. Last night confirmed one thing, he felt something for me, and that's a good start. I felt something for him, and I wanted to explore that.
I got up but groaned as I gently stretched out, which caused popping sounds coming from my tendons rubbing over my bones. I bet I wasn't so mobile during my sleep. I slept naked. Was he tired that putting at least a shirt on me was too much work? I shook my head.
Did he sleep next to me, I wondered?
After the shower, I c
