Chapter 156 Wakey Wakey

• Even with my eyelids firmly closed, a tawny orange glow emanated from everything. I split them open and turned over, landing on the corpse below. I moaned softly as a clump of golden hair brushed my nose, reaching up to rub my throbbing temples before freezing in shock. All over my exposed skin, I felt the warmth cling to my centre whenever something touched my thigh.
• I was so shocked to see that I was completely nude and lying on top of a very nude Tyrone that I nearly cried out when I peered under the bedclothes. My mind was turning over, trying to figure out what had happened the night before, but I couldn't. We didn't do it even though I had no leg soreness. Did we not?
• I looked back at his calm features, squinting at him, wanting to jolt him awake but finding it impossible to dislodge him from his sound sleep. I hovered over him, his broad lips parted, wide open to release the gentle snore that came from him every few seconds.