Chapter 32: What the Fuck? 

*Gwen’s POV*

I rolled over and yawned, basking in the glow of another morning waking up in Darick's bed. I was starting to feel like I could get used to this. I yawned and rubbed my eyes, then reached over only to feel the cool pillow beside me. My eyes slowly opened, noticing his side was empty.

Where was he?

I pulled the covers back and climbed out of bed. I checked the bathroom, but he wasn't there. Maybe he was cooking breakfast for me again. The thought of pancakes again made my stomach growl in response.

I grabbed my clothes and set them on the bed.

'Maybe he'll be back by the time I get out of the shower,' I thought to myself as I grabbed my toothbrush.

There was a lot I wanted to talk with him about, especially after last night. I needed to know what he was thinking before we take anything further.

First, the standard questions came. What did this mean for us? Were there feelings on his part? Were we a couple or just friends with benefits?

Then, more pointed questions