Fortunately there are no more awkward s*x dreams that night and I sleep until gone midday.
Ben is already in the kitchen boiling the kettle.
“Hey” I say brightly.
“Hey!” he replies.
He lifts a mug to me in question and I nod in reply. He puts a teabag into both mugs and I pass him the milk from the fridge.
“You feeling alright?” He asks.
“Yeah, why?” I ask.
“Last night, when I woke you up, you looked weird and then shot upstairs without warning.”
“Oh that” I shift uncomfortably “yeah I think I was just a bit disorientated when I woke up. I’m fine.” I reply.
“Okay” he replies but I know he doesn’t fully believe me.
“Have you been avoiding me all morning?” He questions.
“No” I laugh. "I literally woke up about 20 minutes ago”.
"I don't know how you do it!" He shakes his h
