26| A SICK PLEASURE

PERSY

It was so comfy here. My pillow had never been so comfortable, and maybe it was because the universe knew how tired I had been last night that I was awarded some extra comfort. I liked it so much here, in fact, actually, I did not feel like waking up any longer.

I kept rubbing my body against the pillow unconsciously, half-knowing that I was rubbing against something hard, but also not awake enough to think about it.

A deep groan broke me out of my reverie. I froze on hearing the sound, because did my pillow just… groan? Little by little, I started to realize that what I was snuggled up against was in no way a pillow, and the realization caused me to start praying that it was not who I thought it was.

However, his face was the first thing I saw when I finally peeled my eyes open. He was shirtless, and his eyes were half closed, his expression serious as we stared into each other's eyes.

Aiden. Aiden was in my bed, cuddling with me like it was such a regular thing to do, like he