A Box In A Box

I wake up with a pounding headache; it feels like my head is about to explode. I try to push my body off the bed, but everything is spinning. Exploding and spinning, I definitely had too much wine to drink. Most of the night is a total blur to me; I do not even want to know what Luke and I got up to, emphasis on up, we definitely had sex. I am pretty sure he is going to make me remember.

Luke is lying next to me; he looks so peaceful in his sleep; there is nothing like having a sexy man in your bed. He probably does not feel half as bad as I do. I am not going to wake him up just yet; instead, I cuddle up next to him, with my head resting on his chest. Why am I cuddling with him; he should not be in my bed to start with. But I do it anyway; it does not take .long for me to fall asleep again.

Then I have the most awful nightmare, almost like it is real. It sends fear and panic throughout my body; a cold sweat settles over me. In my dream, Tyler walks in on Luke and me,