Rosalie did not fare well in the morning when consciousness brought her out of her drunken haze. Her eyelids weighed a ton as she tried to recall how to open them, her mouth tasted absolutely repugnant as the vileness had her almost gag with her stomach churning in unease. A desolate moan slipped past her chapped lips as she wrapped her arms around her abdomen in hopes to relieve some of the tension, a momentary relief.
That is until she comprehended the musky scent infiltrating her nostrils, warmth like none other enveloping her as she felt the gentlest of movements' millimeters away from her.
With great difficulty and a pounding headache, Rosalie managed to crack open her eyes, her vision blurred until it cleared after a couple seconds of rapid blinking, her eyes hurting due to the lim
