18- Damn, fate!

Her eyes fluttered open. The feeling that she, at last, managed to take a proper night sleep after such a long time was euphoric. She smiled to herself and tried to stretch her arms when she remembered something.

She was NOT in the bedroom.

She could no more stretch because her arms were tied in a deathly grip. The subtle snoring told her that she was NOT alone. Gradually she lifted her head only to realize that she had been sleeping over the hot body of the most handsome man she had ever seen and encountered. He was still sleeping snuggling her body with his.

With a thoughtful expression, she leaned her chin on his chest and started observing his facial features. Lifting her hand she shifted his black straight hair off his forehead.

He was quick to hold her wrist. There was bewilderment on his face but the moment he saw her, his grip loosened and he kissed her palm.

“Good morning.” He tugged her up to bring her face to his eye level, “Slept well?”

Instead of answering him, she kept s