บท 99: Chapter 97

Next day even I, with my healing factor, wake up very sore, especially on my lower back, tired and thirsty for the restless a needy Asher gives me, and yet I'm oddly satisfied, my mind light as a balloon, and as empty too.

And yet, even if I'm feeling like I've been heavily drilled all night long, I still get some bliss out of the aftertaste, and the roller coast of pleasure from yesterday only adds to this detached sensation.

Or, in other words, I don't feel like getting up today.

And knowing the amount of work that is sure to surge once more today when we get up does not help the cause at all, so in the end I only turn to the side and sink deeper in the bed covers.

His breathing beside me is still smooth and steady, lullabying me into a half asleep state, so even when I hear people talking below I do not move, not even when someone going up the stairs, not waking up even when they knock on the door and open it up.