Rain's P.O.V.
I woke up to light shuffling behind me. With my eyes still closed I reached behind me feeling around for a hand. I found it, only it wasn't the same warm one I was used to. I shot my eyes open, last night's memories rushing back. I blushed realizing I grabbed Nate's hand. I squeezed it before letting it go, playing it off like I meant to grab it.
"Good morning." He chuckled. "How are you feeling?" I felt him get off the bed, so I felt it was safe enough to turn and look at him.
He was wearing satin dark gray pants and no shirt. His hair was tousled from sleep, but still looked really good. Nate looks even better when he first wakes up. I probably just think that because I never see him this way.
"I'm okay. I am sorry for coming in here last night." I sat up hugging my
