When morning came the arms that hugged my waist and caged me were gone;the warmth beside me left only replaced by a soft silk feeling.
I quickly shot my eyes up to see a pillow facing me.was I dreaming?was it all a dream?
I sat on my bed,rethinking the events that happened last night doubting that it was fake.
But his warm hug wasn't fake,right?
I rubbed my eyes and lazily pat the nightstand for my phone,after seconds of patting;I finally patted my phone and picked it up.
'7:29 am' it read.
I sat there motionless,rethinking the event that happened last night;debating whether it was real or just a very surreal dream.
But the hug was warm and real,dreams can't fake that,right?
What am I doing?I should get ready for the tour today and it's already 7! And the tour starts at 8!
I scolded myself and got off of my bed and stared at my reflection from the large vanity that was placed in front of my bed.
Wait a minute.
My face scrunched in disgust and confusion when my neck had a small bruise on it.
Who the hell gave me this hickey?!
I sat back down on my bed and touched the now visible hickey on my neck.
So it wasn't a dream.....it was real....he was here with me...sleeping beside me...hugging my waist....
No wonder I felt something soft,plump and sucking gently on my neck last night,it was him .
The memories of last night went right through me,replaying over and over again until my phone dinged.
I grabbed it and entered the pin code;the message was from an unknown number but it read:
Greetings Ms.Savannah Takasi!Today is your scheduled tour of the city!please kindly go to the lobby and wait for the others.We leave at exactly 8,thank you.
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Bound//Hades Montfort
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