I kept blinking as I stared at the ceiling. I could not believe Valjerome is lying next to me now, most of all I never thought I would wake up in his arms.
He's freakin 'hugging me.
I have held my breath as I felt Valjerome's arm tightened and drew me even closer to his body.
"You wake up early," he said hoarsely as he pressed his face against my neck.
I feel like my heart will move out of my chest with the force of its beating. I cleared my throat and tried to speak with my quivering lips.
"It’s morning already, Val," I softly said.
He just hummed and nodded against my neck. I could even feel him sniffing.
"Are you still sore?" he asked.
My face automatically heated up as I remembered what we did last night.
"Val!" I shouted when his hand cupped my womanhood.
I'm wearing a shirt and cotton shorts now I don't wonder anymore how that happened.
"Hmm. Swollen," he whispered.
If there’s something redder than a tomato, I’m sure that’s the color of my face now.