As if emerging from a peaceful dream to find an even sweeter reality, I woke up slowly, lulled by the presence and warmth of Apollo's body. I opened my eyes slowly, afraid of being attacked by the sunlight streaming through the shutters. I caught a glimpse of Apollo's right profile, undoubtedly his best, his eyes resting on his phone as his fingers tapped away on the keyboard.
- did you sleep well?
- I've had the best night of my entire life, and it'll be hard to do without it from now on.
- Don't be too sure. When you've had the best night of your life, you won't be able to walk in the morning,’ he says, smiling.
- You just can't get enough of your innuendos, you pervert. Did you sleep well?
- I dreamed about you.
- About me again? What was the dream about?
- I don't think you want
