Chapter 45: One Day Remaining (And the Morning After)

When I wake up, I feel like a different person.

I roll over in bed, rubbing my eyes and wondering why I feel so rested, so... calm. Like every worry, every bit of stress, is gone from my body. It's not until I reach for my cell on the nightstand that I realize that the nightstand is all wrong. There's a lamp where there shouldn't be.

And then I remember.

I jerk upright. I'm not in my bedroom. I'm in Roman's. I spent the night here.

The bed next to me is empty. And - a quick touch tells me - cold. As my fingers skim over the rumpled sheets, last night comes rushing back.

He made me come twice more next to the pool. Once again with his tongue, and then with his fingers. My body aches at the memory of it, and I wonder how I could have gone my whole life without experiencing pleasure like that. The few partners I've had in the past never gave me anything close. I'm not sure I could even replicate the experience with my own fingers - it's like Roman knew how to wake sensations in me th