Chapter 26

The sounds of birds chirping and bright rays of sunlight spilling in through the windows made Julian reluctantly peel his eyes open.

“Huh, this isn't my room. It's too bright”, he noted and sleepily tried to find his phone. He also felt a dull throb in his right arm and looked down. A look of recognition dawned on him as he was faced with a sleeping Leslie, the events of last night slowly re-registering in his head.

He was now on her bed, in her sheets, spooning her, with her lovely curves and soft backside rubbing against his raging morning wood. He stiffened and tried distancing himself a little, only for Leslie to push backward against him.

He let out a silent groan. “Oh, fuck, this is pure torment”. But that wasn't what bewildered him; it was the fact that he managed to get a wink of sleep last night.

His insomnia was nothing new to him—getting a solid three-hour sleep each night was the only thing that kept him going. He was even more shocked because he was always unable to get