Chapter 13: Sweetheart

The next day, I woke up with the light from the window hitting my face. Before I even opened my eyes, I felt naked. I remembered what happened, and I almost fell over when I remembered it.

I felt tired, and I could almost feel the pain in my thighs. My body was wrapped in a white and thick comforter. I feel like what happened last night was just a dream; that's why I looked at my whole body inside the comforter.

"Morning,"

When I heard that voice, my eyes widened, and I immediately became fully aware of them. I was in a big room; the things were black and gray, and in front of the bed, I could see the trees from outside the big glass window. A man in a long-sleeve polo shirt and a black vest stood, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He was wearing black slacks while drinking alcohol.

I know him. He is Cris, a friend of Trisha's boyfriend. I couldn't speak because I was too stunned to process it all. I admit that last night was so amazing; that's why my cheeks almost got hot when I re