He woke me up several times throughout the night. It didn't matter that we were both sleep deprived. It only mattered that he was buried deep inside me, soothing my body with his, and making me explode over and over.
When his cell phone chimed, sunlight bathed the room.
"s**t," I heard him say as I tried to open my sleepy eyes.
He flew off the bed and started grabbing his clothes. I sat up, bringing the sheet with me.
"Sal's waiting to pick me up. He's outside."
This was it. My heart dropped as I noticed his suitcases beside his dresser. There were other things on my mind when I came into the room last night and I'd missed his luggage. I closed my eyes, pushing back tears. Everyone left me. It was always like this. I felt the corner of the bed dip and Reed's lips against my forehead.
