Chapter 26 Delicious kind of Sore

_Meghan

When I woke up, the sun was out and my eyes instantly went to the armchair in the corner of the room, but it was empty. Neon had already left.

I pulled the covers over my head and indulged myself with some snippets of the memories from last night.

I sighed. I wanted to close my eyes and go back. Last night things truly shifted for us. It felt like I was crawling inside his skin and he was inside mine.

Although I didn't know what was the next stage for us, I believe we had reached it. Whatever it was.

When my foot hit the floor next to my bed. I winced, I didn't remember ever being this sore except for the first time. But this was some delicious kind of sore. I made it to the ensuite on wobbly legs and ran myself a bath.

I took my time in the warm water, tracing the small bruises on my thighs and stomach with a gentle hand. The marks on my neck were visible to anyone with eyes. I sat in the warm bath until the water turned cold.

When I was satisfied that I was presentabl