**Hayden**
The passion and the l**t of s*x was surreal with Eric. My body caved to his, molding to one, it was everything I ever hoped it would be for my first time.
I woke up in his bed the next morning feeling sore and disoriented. I was wearing one of his shirts, so he must have put me in it, a headache had already set in, from dehydration.
Rolling over, the bedside clock read 06:45 in bright red numbers. I moaned softly and rubbed my eye. Eric was not in bed though. I looked over into the bathroom and he was not there either.
I eventually got up and fixed my hair and put on a part of his boxers rolling them up to fit me like bootie shorts and tied the shirt back, so no one got the wrong idea. I grab an orange juice out of his mini fridge and walked out of the room.
There was
