Amanda’s POV
I groan a little as I slowly become aware that it is once again morning. My body insists that I need to go empty my full bladder. But something seems just a little bit off right this morning. An arm is draped casually across my body, and a leg is entangled with one of mine.
I open my eyes enough to let the sun attempts to gouge out my eyes with its brightness, and I groan once more. But I did catch a glimpse of Mark, snuggled up against me. And I realize that I’m completely naked. We must have had s*x last night, although I don’t recall much of went on last night besides the pizza… and the wine. I must have drank a bit too much.
I extract myself from Marks embrace, and he just turns to his other side and goes instantly back to sleep. I head straight to the bathroo
