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I blink adjusting to the light coming out of the windows. I smile to myself as memories from last night flash my mind. I bite my lower lip rolling to the other side, "Ouch" I mutter, it was hard to move. I was so worn out.

My eyes roam the room looking for Nayel but he wasn't in the bed next to me nor were any of his things visible. Did he leave? I felt my heart drop. He just wanted to sleep with me and now he's gone. He had his fun, used me, and then discarded me. I gulp as a wave of sadness is about to erupt inside of me when Nayel walks into the room with two mugs in his hands and bag. He smiles as our eyes meet, he was only wearing boxers looking fine as hell.

"Hi" I smile sitting up on the bed as Nayel sits in front of me.

"Good morning beautiful" Nayel moves a strand of my hair from my face.

"I made coffee," He says handing me the cup.

"Oh, how the tables turn" I joke causing him to chuckle.

"And I post mated donuts because I couldn't