In the early morning, a shallow light came through the room.
Simona opened her eyes, with a splitting headache, and the matter of drinking last night gradually came to mind.
She reached out and touched, there was no one beside her.
Lifting the quilt, she just sat up, and the man just came out of the bathroom, wiping his hair, while small drops of water dripped down his jaw to his chest.
She couldn't move her eyes, staring blankly at his abs...
She blushed and bowed her head until he approached.
Nathan only wore a bath towel and sat down by the bed, looking at her for a while, "Wake up? Still uncomfortable?"
Upon hearing this question and tone, Simona was relieved. It seemed that she didn't give herself away last night.
She touched her forehead, "Have a, a headache."
Nathan got up
