Morning After

The sun's rays piercing through the curtain's gap sharpened William's view. He was sure that beside him... the woman he had been holding, completely unclothed, was Ava. Not Paula!

This was madness for William. He had never intended to be intimate with anyone other than Paula. He had managed to avoid it for years. So why now? Why had he failed at this particular moment? Why was there someone other than Paula in his bed?

"Get up! What are you doing in my bed?" William barked again, shaking Ava's slim, exposed shoulders.

Ava, still feeling the fatigue from the night before, was reluctant to get up. She still wanted to savor the comfortable morning after a perfect night.

However, William shook her even harder, forcing Ava's eyes open. Slowly but surely, Ava awakened.