I was awakened at around 3 to find myself lying on the bed. I couldn't comprehend how I got back into the room, because I clearly remembered crashing on the beach. But of course, I was not entirely sure. I mean I was completely hammered last night.
Unless...
No.
I wouldn't have. Is this someone else's room?
Oh My Gosh!
Please, please let it not be Joe. Even if it was, I hope nothing happened.
I was terrified, but my terror calmed as I turned to see David sleeping next to me. Somehow the thought of having him next to me calmed my nerves and surprisingly my headache. I shifted closer to him and snuggled closer. I know... it sounded completely creepy, but he was my husband after all.
I couldn't help but gaze at him. Right now, laying down next to him I couldn't help but run my eyes ove
