The morning after.

Jake's POV-

The cold morning air greets me and birds chirp their morning song outside my window. I stir inside my bed, slowly opening my eyes and turning. My body hits something warm behind me and I freeze, only turning my head to see who it is.

Emily.

The events of last night come flooding back to me and I groan quietly, running a hand over my face. Did we?. . .

I lift the covers and discover we're both in fact naked. I bite my lip, feeling an uneasy feeling settle in my stomach and I turn to study her sleeping. Her long soft hair is sprawled over my pillow and her eyes are fluttered shut, completed by long dark lashes. Her plump lips are slightly parted and her chest rises heavily up and down as she sleeps peacefully.

I don't even remember how she ended up in my bed. . .