I blinked as the early morning light filtered into the room. Disoriented, I looked around without moving. It was not a room I was familiar with.
Dark curtains and cherry wood were all I could see. I was in a four poster bed, set across from some floor to ceiling windows.
Pressure on my stomach brought my eyes down to see an arm around my naked body.
I was in a strange bed, naked, and with an arm around me.
The previous night’s memories rushed back to me. Xander came in drunk as I practiced on the piano. He had touched me, held me, and then kissed me. We had ended up in this room, and...
A mix of emotions surged up. I felt panic at what had happened, yet I felt content. I worried and wanted to enjoy it for as long as I could at the same time. Confusion had me blinking as I tried to decipher all the feelings coursing through me.
This was something I’d enjoyed with Charlie. I just wasn’t sure what this meant to Xander.