Chapter 38

Who the hell leaves the window open with the tremendous sun lurking?

I question myself, covering my face with the pillow, my eyes hurt and the glare of the sun's rays doesn't want me alive.

I groan because I woke up and I won't be able, no matter how hard I try, to go back to sleep. I'm lucid but the memories of last night come and go like flashes without order. I'm alone in bed and I find out something important.

I'm wearing an Edrien t-shirt, I remember, but I don't know how it came into my possession. At least I have my underwear on. Does that mean nothing delicious happened last night? Yes, that and the painful memory that invades my mind.

“Rose, you're drunk.” Edrien repeats between kisses, his mouth says something else. His kisses speak for themselves.

It is so intense to feel him on top of me, his hands are on my sides pretending to be the sheet. She growls because I nibble on her lower lip.

However, he walks away like any spoilsport leaving me wanting.

“I don't take advantage