Dé Jà Vu or Day Dream?

"Looks like someone's been fantasizing about me all night. Rise and shine, princess," he said, drawing the curtain open. 

She sprang up from the bed immediately, almost tripping over. "What the hell, Shawn?" She half-yelled. 

A look of confusion was plastered on her face. 

"I thought I already woke up; we were having pasta," she started. 

"Good morning to you too, cupcake." He flexed his muscles. 

She stood by the window, the sheets covering her, as she watched him flex his muscles. "It's Jazmyn. Not cupcake!" She walked away from the window, still dazed and perplexed by what just happened. 

Was I daydreaming? she thought. Her eyes widened in surprise. Was it de ja vu? she wondered. 

"I'm guessing you had a good night's sleep considering I woke up wrapped in the arms of a brunette shawty." He teased her.