THE NEXT MORNING
Krystal POV
My eyelids slowly lift open as I stretched out my hands on the bed with a loud yawn. The memories of last night flashed back into my head and a smile crossed across my face.
I turned to the other side of the bed and found it empty.
“Huh?” I mouthed; a little bit confused. Wasn’t I with Adrian?
Or was I hallucinating?
I raised the duvet over my body band saw I was naked. I know I am not imagining things.
I slowly got down from the bed and tucked my feet into my bunny ear flip flops and grabbed a white t-shirt to put on. As soon as I was done, I walk out of my room down to the living room packing my hair in a pony tail.
“Adrian?” I called out and heard low sounds coming from the kitchen. Sound of glass cup clinging against themselves.
“Adrian?” I called again and he steps out of the kitchen shirtless. “Oh, uhm…” I stutter and he walks to me with a cup of coffee in his hands.