Chapter 23: The day after

Chapter 23: The day after

Declan

An excited knock on my door wakes me from my troubled dreams this morning. Throwing back the covers, I rise from the bed and rub my hands down my face to clear the haze of sleep from my mind. I didn’t sleep very well after Santana left my room last night. All I could do was think about the taste of her sweet lips and the feel of her warm, wet folds beneath my fingers. I open the door squinting when the light of the windows permeates the room. All I want to do is get back into bed and sleep for a few more hours. Hunter, on the other hand, looks as fresh as a daisy, which adds to the misery of my day. Clearing my throat, I lean my shoulder on the doorway and sigh. “What do you want, Hunter?”