After the First Night Pt. 1

Aláine's Point of View

When I woke up early the following day, sunlight streamed through the windows. There were dark coloured unpatterned curtains, but they had not been closed. I was momentarily disoriented until I remembered that I was not at home now but at the packhouse.

I didn't remember going to bed last night, and now I was in bed and I was being held down. I couldn't move, except I discovered that I was not actually being held down. I was being cuddled by Kristof. His arm was resting on me, holding me in a sleeping embrace.

This was an entirely new experience for me as I had never shared my bed with anyone. Other than Tyra or Zara, that is, when we were kids. That didn't count. My heart beat marathon fast, and I was unsure what to do.

I also noticed that I was wearing nothing more than my cami top and underwear. No bra even! I was sure I had been dressed when I laid down next to Axel. Was that where I fell asleep? Did Kristof undress me last night?