Going Out

Kate rolled around in her bed in the morning as the sunrays scattered across her face through the window. Her brain began functioning after a cloud of confusion and with trepidation, she turned to check the bed for him. She let out a sigh of relief when she found herself alone. Other side of the bed was cold and she assumed that he may have got up an hour ago.

Does that man ever sleep? She couldn’t help but wonder.

Her face became a darker shade of red when she rubbed off the sleep from her eyes and thought of what happened between them last night. She gently probed her lips that were trapped in his mouth mere hours ago. Her body tightened as she recalled the rest of his deeds.

She casually glanced around to look at the clock and cursed because her online classes were about to begin in a few minutes. She rushed into the bathroom without making her bed. After brushing her teeth, she washed her face and rearranged her hair but also desperately wanted to wash away Quisito’s touch from h