Chapter 7
I woke to an empty bed. I wasn’t surprised. Two decades in the Army had made Cooper an early riser by necessity. His internal clock always woke him before the sun. I’d gotten used to it during our time together, and if he had still been in bed, I would have thought something was wrong.
I needed to get up anyway. My bladder was screaming at me, and I knew my makeup was smeared all over my face. I shouldn’t have slept in it, but I’d been too busy hiding from reality to get up and wipe it off.
After rolling out of bed, I stretched and yawned, and was halfway to the bathroom before I realized I didn’t have dried c*m on my stomach. Huh. Cooper must have cleaned me up at some point. Also not that big of a surprise. He’d always been considerate.
What was a shock was the bare skin of
