Mariah's POV
I woke up, feeling the bare skin touch the bed cover which just covered my body. A smile appeared on my face remembering the scenes from last night. I couldn't help but giggle like a silly teenager. I lay back onto my bed, so my face was crushed into the pillow. I squealed like a teenager once more into my pillow, holding the sides of it squeezing the life out of it.
I turned my head to the side, only to see the either side empty. I frowned not seeing James beside me. I got up wrapping the bed cover around me, while I stepped onto he cool tiles beneath my feet. My tanned skin shone amazingly as the cream room made the room look more comfy and the white sheets gave it such a sunny bright day, everything looked like in the movies. The perfect night I had.