As I awoke in the morning, my body shivered slightly in the winter cold, which made Gracie come to my room in the middle of the night to share warmth.
Opening my eyes, memories of the last night's incident between Rafael and myself flooded my mind.
His kisses were still fresh in my memory. How it made me feel, how it made him feel, along with the frustration I felt as I went to complain, only to be met with another row of kisses.
If I had gone back again, maybe it would be the premise for the third round - this was my thought before falling into the uneasy sleep caused by the cold.
All the more, I wanted to maintain that he was wrong to do that and it wasn't proper. The thoughts were budding and I pushed them away and quickly got out of bed, slipping on a cosy hoodie to warm myself
