I woke up with a slight headache, and my brows furrowed as I turned. I turned I to a black shirt, and it appeared to be breathing?? Wait. I blinked and slowly looked up and eyes wide.
I was lying on Gray's lap, and he was asleep, his chin propped up on his elbow, his hair slightly dishevelled. I slowly sat up and looked around.
The room was clean, and there was a stack of used rubbers in a corner, while the rest of the room looked pristine, including the bed sheets.
I squinted my eyes. I could clearly remember turning this room upside down by moving the couch and laying out a feast on the bed. Everything was now back to its original place, and I wondered if I had been dreaming about the entire encounter.
But now, here I was, and lying in Gray's lap, and it meant there was some elemen
