Chapter 13

✿♡ JAZZLENE ♡✿

I couldn't resist inhaling the alluring scent—a blend of spice, warmth, and bath soap. Slowly, I opened my eyes to pinpoint its source, but furrowed my brow in confusion.

Weird.

Where did my room's paintings go? And when did I switch to black curtains? I've always favored yellow for its cheerful vibe. I never opt for black—wait? What's this hard thing my hand is resting on? I shifted my gaze downward to the object under my right hand as I lay flat. There was someone beside me, dressed in gray pajamas, and I was gripping his prominent member.

I blinked, a wry smile crossing my lips. In my twenty-one years of existence, this was my first experience of such a dream. Was this what they called a wet dream? But it didn't seem like it because I couldn't recall anything happening in the dream—

'Sh*t! Why is it hard? Why is it warm?'

I tried to squeeze the thing I was holding, followed by a small groan from a man that snapped me back to reality. My eyes squinted as I glanced at