I woke up the next morning in a big size bed. The chandelier hung gracefully overhead. I still can't believe that I'm now living and experiencing this luxury life. I rolled over to get more sleep but I was taken aback when I came face to face with a sleeping Cayne in front of me. I yelped and scooted away. He then opened his eyes, looked at me, and sighed then closed his eyes again.
"I'm not inside you yet, so I don't understand why you are yelping so early in the morning." He grinned a little.
"Jerk, as if I would let you inside me. Why are we in the same bed, anyways?" I panicked. "Did we--?" Oh my God! s**t! Did I just give myself to this jerk? But I wasn't drunk yesterday, so why don't I remember anything?
He opened his eyes then look straight at me. "Did we what?" His eyes were shi
