The next morning, I woke up, feeling the bright rays of the sunshine on my face which made me squint my eyes. I turned to my side to feel the warmth of his naked chest but it was empty. That's when I noticed that I was all alone in the bed.
Fuck, was everything a dream?
I sat up with a jerk and realized that I was indeed in his house. I sighed and pulled the sheets closer to cover my naked self. Last night's memory came rushing to my mind in flashes and I grinned like a fool. I couldn't remember the last time I was happy like this. He made me feel so complete but there was this big question that was looming over my head and as much I tried to ignore it, I needed an answer. What were we? Were we back to casual f**k buddies or were we more than that? I had no idea and honestly, I was scare
