THE LADY FROM LAST NIGHT

Chloe's POV

I groan as my eyes finally flutter open, meeting the sun's gaze as it peeks through my blue curtains. I roll onto my back, stretching my body in a long, drawn out pull that has my legs shaking. I pause when I feel a slight ache in the base of my spine. Why am I so sore?

The events of last night hit me in the face, hard, as I remember the exact reason why my body aches so deliciously. I sigh in relief over feeling my hunger and body being recovered from being neglected for a week.

Remembering previous events has me turning in my bed, expecting to see Alex sprawled across my bed and I prepare myself to kick him out of my room in annoyance but draw up short when I see the other side of my bed empty. Glancing around the room, I realize there's no trace of him any where. And though I was just thinking about rudely kicking him out, the revelation upsets me.