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Sidney woke up early when the sun radiated through the windows. He looked up at the ceiling, then into his arms, and was relieved to see that she was still there. It’s been more than a week before he’d rescued her yesterday. He stroked her cheek with the back of his fingers, wanting to kiss those lips so badly and suck them till they swell. He wanted to crush his body on her so bad she’d be helpless underneath him.

Then he felt himself getting hard under the blanket and turned away from her, sighing.

Azalea let out a small groan and woke up with a yawn. She sat up and rubbed at her eyes before heading to the bathroom. She wondered how long she’d been away from Sidney before she had lost her memories. She finished and walked back out, more awake now.

“Morning,” she said, looking at him.

He watched her silently when she went to the bathroom, not sure of what he should do. He smiled at her when she came back, more awake.