NADINE
My eyes slowly fluttered open and I stared at the white ceiling. The events of last night came rushing into my mind and I stifled a groan.
My moans, Hendrix's groans. The gentle throbbing between my thighs served as a reminder about the events of last night.
I didn't want to get out of bed. I just wanted to stay numb and stare blankly at the ceiling forever but I had a faint memory about Octavia telling me about a presentation I was to oversee today and I slowly got out of bed. Hendrix's bed.
He was long gone when I woke up but his lingering warmth remained. I remembered being pressed against a hard chest last night and my lips almost tugged up in a smile. Almost.
I crossed the small distance that separated our rooms and headed for my bathroom for a quick shower. I was tempted
