BROOKE
All I can feel is a heavy arm holding me in place and close to a hard chest behind me.
My eyes flutter open, and the room is still in darkness. I sigh out slightly, trying not to wake Hudson up.
I need to go downstairs, but I don't know why. I move slightly, lifting Hudson's arm off me, and sit up slowly in bed. I swing my legs over the side and land my feet on the floor. I grab one of Hudson's t-shirts to put and a pair of his boxers.
I slowly walk over to the door to the room, but I look over my shoulder at my sleeping mate, who is snoring and in a deep slumber.
I open the door quietly as I can and head downstairs.
I walk straight to the kitchen, where I'm greeted by Sassy, who has two mugs in front of her; she looks up at me with a smile on her face. "I knew you would wan
