Wifey Duties

The smell of fresh pancakes, warm and buttery woke Anna up the next morning. Her eyes slowly fluttered open to stare at the high ceiling of her room. She slowly sat up on her bed, her hair falling around her face. She slapped a hand on her mouth as the event of the previous day played in her head. No, she didn’t want to think about it.

She didn’t want to think of the fact that she sat on…. Goodness! It was embarrassing to her.

“I can’t think about it, I can’t.” Chanting that to herself, she stood up from the bed. Her room still smelled very much like him, her bed especially. His manly cologne still filled the air around her room and she found herself sniffing to imprint the scent in her head. After their time the previous night, Caspian had left immediately even before she could come down from high.

As he said, he was only going to make her sleep because the moment he left, her eyes closed from exhaustion and she traveled to dreamland. But the problem was how she was going to face