Emma:
Two very weird things happen when I wake up.
Firstly, my head hurts. Like crazy hurt, it’s banging so hard I have to wince in pain and secondly, there’s something wrong with my pillow. It’s not soft like it’s meant to be, it’s rock-hard.
I look.
I realize that I am resting on Jeremy’s chest, his hand draped lazily over me. I almost let out a scream.
It feels so intimate and warm and strangely familiar. Goodness, all of this, it is too much.
Jeremy stirs in his sleep and I forget how cute he is whenever he’s asleep, pouty lips, amazing collarbone that’s peeking out of his night shirt, did he seriously change then slip into my bed?
I try my best to think about what happened yesterday. First of all, the guy that hit me with a baseball, I remember being in this empty, stinking w
