The night before was perfect. Dancing, bonding, and sex. How on Earth did she chose to have sex last night with a guy that she trusted for the first time in her life. As he rolled over to face her, she did the same, one arm under her head and the other resting on his rib cage. "Morning." The night before had been a blur, but she had known what had happened not just by what she remebered, but how she remembered it; the feel, smell, taste and pain. Her eyes had finally fluttered all the way open. "How are you?"
(lol, i didnt mean the morning talk was awkward. i meant if we were going to rp it all the way through. lol)