But when she slowly opened her eyes, she found herself lying alone on the bed. The space beside her was empty.
For a moment, her heart sank. But seeing the creases on the sheet and on the pillow next to her, she knew that he was there with her the whole night.
She smiled when she realized she was wearing one of his loose sweaters. The fabric brushed gently against her skin, and it smelled like him. She realized he had cleaned her up and dressed her before leaving.
She touched her lips with her fingers and a blush rose to her cheeks, recollecting the wonderful memories of last night. He was really rough.
When she turned her head, she spotted a glass of orange juice on the side table, with a folded note tucked underneath it. She reached for it and unfolded the little paper.
In his neat
