5
Angel
Day TwoI was deliciously warm.
Oh, and comfortable. Very comfortable in fact, his body heat radiated through my pyjamas and into my skin, warming me from the inside out. I enjoyed the feel of his arm around my waist, the way I snuggled against his hard chest, the steady beat of his heart echoing my own.
I never wanted to leave.
But then, the bulge nestled against my ass grew larger. Tim never had a bulge like that. Not in the morning. Not ever. Not that f*****g huge. Wait a minute. Tim never snuggled. He was a: ‘I need my space when I'm sleeping' type of guy.
My eyes flew open and I found myself staring at an unfamiliar wall, the bedding far luxurious than anything I had on my little bed. My breath seized in my throat as my brain comprehended where I was. And who I was with.
