Shit shit shit shit, that did not just happen
I can feel JD wrapped around me and... and it's comforting
But knowing what happened last night makes it a bit uncomfortable
"Hnngh... morning love." JD sat up, the bed creaking as he did so
"Morning, what day is it?" I rub my eyes, looking for a calendar or something like that
"Fuck, it's Friday! We'll be late to school."
We can't be late. Not today. If I am... she'll kill me. Literally and figuratively.
"JD, usually I would love to stay here all day, but I have to get to school or... um, never mind."
Crap I almost told him.
