CIAN
I couldn't sleep after that.
I lay on the lounge, staring up at the ceiling, my arm draped over my eyes like that would somehow block out what just happened. It didn't work. The memory played on repeat. Her fingers brushing my lips. The way her eyes had gone wide when I opened mine. The panic in her voice when she'd scrambled to explain herself.
You hugged me twice.
I groaned softly and turned onto my side, punching the pillow into a better shape. It didn't help. Nothing was going to help because I was stuck replaying the whole thing and realizing just how much of an idiot I'd been.
I'd woken up with her pressed against me. That much was true. But the dream I'd been having right before I opened my eyes? That was the real problem.
