She opened her eyes. She looked at the unknown room and wondered how did she get there. He was not in the bedroom or in her bed. She remembered what happened with Mark last night, she wished it was a nightmare, a bad dream. At that moment the door opened. Martin entered the room. He was wearing a tracksuit. He must have been running she thought.
- Good morning sleepyhead. How did you sleep? he asked her with a small smile on his face.
- My head hurts a lot. Tell me, did we last night...? she asked him
- No, do not worry, you wanted to, but I'm too big of a gentleman to do that. However, you told me that I am the person you trust the most, your new best friend and you kissed me. he answered her.
She straightened up on the bed. She felt a little bit embarrassed.
- Please forgive me. I
