I woke up to the faint sun rays piercing through the curtains. I was a bit too delirious so I wasn't exactly sure what time it was. But it felt like morning.
I checked the small clock and I was right. 07:05.
I turned on the bed, and was slightly startled by the white sheets on me but the side was empty. He wasn't here.
I slowly sat up, stunned by the fact that I spent the night in his room, on his bed, and we definitely cuddled. I wouldn't have his cologne smelling off me this strongly if we didn't lock bodies all night.
I covered my face with my hands, speechless to the core. I hope I didn't drool on him. My God! How did I get to this point?
My guilty thoughts got shortened by the rumbling sounds from my stomach. I didn't eat dinner. And now I'm facing the consequences.
The doo
