It is the morning after a night spent with me in Tyler's arms. The comfort is starting to draw me in. No commitment, no strings attached went out the door when he made love to me. I think both of us know that, but neither one of us will admit it. These intimate moments that we share are going to both of our downfall. It is coming down, and it is going to crash had. It is time I catch my breath and exhale and remind myself why I am here.
And true to Tyler, he is lying next to me with that goddamn body that drives me wild.
"Why did you let me drink so much?" I roll around and face Tyler.
"If I remember correctly, you were trying to get me drunk."
"I was trying to get into your pants. I obviously did not try hard enough."
He chuckles at me as he stretches every toned muscle of his body, then he says, "I did enjoy the effort."
"Why are you wearing underwear? "
"Because you aren't."