I open my eyes suddenly and blink to get used to the darkness. My heart beats really hard and it takes me a few moments to realize that I"m in my room, completely wrapped up in Zach and that my body is shaking from the bad dream I had. I can"t remember the dream, but the feeling of anguish and malaise remain.
I decide to go to the kitchen to drink some water and get up slowly so as not to wake him up. Zach is a very light sleeper, as he spends many nights awake, working at the bar.
The loft"s central air conditioning keeps the room cool, chilling my skin warmed by his embrace. I walk down the stairs slowly, in the dark, rubbing my arms to try to warm up. I take Zach"s shirt, which is on the floor, inhale to smell his perfume and put it on, while I think I"m going to have to steal another
