Confine himself?

Once again, I wake up without Gray by my side. I remain silent, gathering my senses before attempting to start my morning routine. I exhale a long breath, remembering what we did last night, which immediately prompts me to touch my slightly swollen and warm lips with my fingertips.

Even now, in my bed, I can still sense Gray's lingering scent. I exhale my frustration, not knowing what possessed me last night to almost force Gray to attack me like that. I push back the covers, realizing I can't keep daydreaming like this. I need to get ready for school, or Rex will start complaining and whining about my habitual lateness.

My bike has been in the repair shop for the past two days, and I have to be picked up by Rex again, which is annoying. For some reason, I'm more comfortable riding my bike without having to hear Rex's morning chatter. I start taking off my clothes one by one and head into the bathroom. The water hitting my body triggers memories of Gray's warm touches all over me. Jus