"Baby Boo."
I heard Raihan's velvety voice penetrate the haze of my slumber.
"Still fatigued?" he teased, a trace of mischief lurking in his tone.
I remained cocooned beneath the sheets, reluctant to emerge from the comfort of sleep.
"It's already morning."
A low, amused chuckle escaped him.
There was an unmistakable note of satisfaction in his voice, as though he found immense amusement in disrupting my peaceful rest.
“You’re going to be late for your lecture,” Raihan said casually.
Still enveloped in the remnants of sleep, I instinctively pushed the duvet aside and sat upright.
A heartbeat later, the realization dawned on me.
In my groggy state, I had completely forgotten that I was stark naked—and that Raihan was standing mere feet away, watching the entire spectacle unfold.
