I stirred in sleep when direct sunlight hit my face, and I felt my hair sticking to my face's skin in a sticky way. I was sweaty. Despite it being so cold, I felt sticky.
The first thought that hit my conscious head was that there was light outside. And today was a working day...
Sh*t. Had I overslept? I certainly hoped not.
Waking up with a jerk, I sat on my bed. It was only when the blanket fell off me that I realised I wasn't on my bed.
I was naked. In a hotel room's bed. I had had s*x. Lots of s*x. Good, good s*x. With dreadfully wide eyes, I turned to my right to see my stranger fast asleep on the other side of the bed, his back facing me, the black tattoo on the nape of his neck that I had not noticed last night very visible now, his defined muscles now rested, his torso rising
