Chapter 19

I wake up the next morning with a heavy arm draped over my waist and putrid breath fanning my neck. To be fair most morning breath is putrid but his rotten personality seems to make it that much worse. I don't remeber him coming to bed but iguess that's a good thing. I try and wriggle out of bed but that only makes his arm tighten and he drapes his leg over my thigh. I'm pretty sure he is not asleep but what difference does it make?

Well this sucks. I try to distract myself. I think back to my first kiss with Jason. His hands on my waist and my hands in his hair, his tongue exploring the crev