I was the first to wake up. My headache was unbearable now. It throbbed until my eyes hurt and my head felt sore on the inside. Not to mention, when I turned my head, I felt suddenly lightheaded. I lied still and tried to focus my eyes before attempting to move again. Michael was yet asleep, his arms curled around me and his head nestled beneath mine and in my shoulder. Our legs were intertwined, his jeans rubbing against my bare legs. I would have felt pure bliss and marveled in it. If my head didn’t feel like it was being repeatedly pounded with a fist. My bliss was outlived by the headache. I shut my eyes. The sun was making it worse.
“Michael?” I mumbled.
He breathed in a deep breath and tightened his hold in response, his mouth leaving an impulsive open-mouthed kiss to my neck.
“Mi
