Chapter 65

Helen wanted to bury herself into the bed she was in and not get up for hours, but whoever was moving around didn't seem to know her plan. When it continued with small pauses along the way, she cracked her crusted eyes open. It was to see Elliot moving around the room. Seemed like he was getting ready for the day. That was what she told herself before she tried going to bed again.

Her eyes opened wide. Getting ready for the day?! What the hell?!

She looked up to see he was looking at her.

"Good morning sunshine" he smiled.

Had he slept over?

When she tried to move her head throbbed and immediately her hands shot up to soothe the pain. "What happened?" her throat was dry. Really dry.

'You drank the entire bottle and almost fainted in the living room. Then fell asleep" he sat on the chair opposite the bed so that he could pull his shoes on.

"Fuck" she turned on her back and moaned. "Tell me we didn't accidentally fuck".