Handcuffs

Celeste slowly woke up from a very comfortable sleep as she felt somebody calling her name. Although her head was on a slightly firm pillow, she was warm and cozily wrapped up.

She nuzzled her face into the pillow and squeezed her arms in contentment before she realized that she wasn't on a pillow. Her arms were wrapped around a man's waist. And there was an object poking her.

What?

What kind of pillow was this? As she raised her head from the pillow to look around, her eyes met a pair of cold eyes on a disgruntled face.

Dr. Kail Stewart? Why was he looking at her like that?

"Did you have a comfortable sleep with your man Miss Valentine? I would like to talk to you briefly." Dr. Stewart told her coldly. "When you're done cleaning yourself up, please meet me outside." He then walked out and slammed the door shut.