I hear someone rustling around the room as I crack my eyes open in the morning. I inhale and remember where I am: in Maddie’s bed. Naked. I smile and just sink into her pillows that smell like her hair.
Except she’s really rustling around, so I sit up to see what’s going on. I zero in on the mess in the room. She has clothes everywhere, piled on the floor and the dresser. I know she’s just staying here temporarily, but it looks like her closet ejected its contents.
My own clothes are on the floor downstairs, too, so I try to slow my anxiety about the mess. Maybe she was having trouble figuring out what to wear yesterday and was short on time. And then I interrupted her in the evening…
My d**k twitches against my leg, remembering last night. I’m not usually as adventurous. I always ma
