The Muppet

Connor

I woke up with a sore groan. Every morning after a game was the worst morning of one's life. It felt like you had gotten hit by a bus then run over by a bulldozer before your entire body was set on fire.

This morning it was even worse because Edward had used me until I was a limp noodle. He made me scream until I lost my voice and I was sure that most of the bruises on my body were because of him and not rugby. I was amazed he even found the energy to continue last night.

After our bath I had morphed into a lazy cat. I was yawning and could barely keep my eyes open but once he started kissing me it flooded me with just enough energy that I could be up for the next few hours.