The next day…
Anne jolted awake, a pounding sensation in her head making her wince. It felt as if someone were relentlessly hammering against her skull. She groaned softly, rubbing her forehead as her eyes fluttered open.
Her movements suddenly halted when she noticed Augustine lying beside her, his arm draped over her body.
'What is he doing here?' she wondered, confusion swirling in her mind.
Her wide eyes moved down and locked onto his bare chest. Her heart lurched to her stomach.
So focused was she on piecing together the events of the previous night that she momentarily forgot about her throbbing headache.
Just then, Augustine's eyes opened lazily, and saw her staring at him. A slow smirk spread across his lips. "Good morning."
Anne stiffened, instinctively shifting back to put some distance between them. But before she could move away, Augustine's arm tightened around her, keeping her in place.
Her breath caught in her throat.
