Good morning

I chased the scent of a woodsy man as I drifted between sleep and consciousness. My limbs felt like lead and relaxation weighed me down as heat hummed beneath me. Birds chirped close-by and the smell of pine drifted through the room. Sunlight danced over my closed lids. I shook my head as I tried to move away, and my lashes fluttered, catching a flash of blinding brightness before I clenched my eyes shut. Only to fly open as realization dawned on me.

A new day.

It was morning.

The sun beamed brightly through the windows, casting warm patterns of light onto swaying branches. I’d fallen asleep and hadn’t woken up once. I jutted my lip out. I was pouting, but I didn’t care. Spending the night with Shane had been just that—sleeping. I’d missed out on all the fun. A quiet whine escaped me, and I wanted to kick something. The man I talked to last night was the Shane I knew he could be. That was the man I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. Before last night, I’d only had one glimpse of