Chapter 23

The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. Sally's eyes slowly opened, and she was met with the sight of John lying beside her. Her heart skipped a beat, and she blinked in surprise, her voice filled with wonder. "John?"

He grinned, his eyes lighting up. "Morning, beautiful," he greeted, his voice warm and playful.

Sally's brows furrowed in confusion, her mind racing to catch up. "Morning, but… why I am here?" she asked, her voice tinged with curiosity.

John propped himself up on his elbow, a hint of excitement in his eyes. "You drunk and asked me to stay with you last night. I couldn't resist spending the night beside you," he said, his tone filled with affection.

She felt a mixture of surprise and something else – a flutter of warmth deep in her chest. "Oh," was all she managed to say, a faint blush creeping onto her cheeks.

He reached out, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. "Sally, there's something I've been wanting to tal