Dye

Oliver opened his eyes as the ray of the sun shined on him through the large window, he don't remember his room in the pack house being this bright. He felt a body smaller than his lying on top of him comfortably, he couldn't wrap his head around everything that just happened and he tried to recall what happened the previous night.

He remembered walking into Wendy's house and they both had a long conversation with drinking and smoking involved, when she became so drunk she called him to help her hold her hair up as she vomited and when she was done she washed her mouth and he noticed her lush lips that caught his attention that made him kiss her passionately.

Oliver ran his hand through his hair and started feeling guilty that he had taken advantage of her in her most vulnerable state. He looked at her beautiful face and her red hair, for a woman in her early forties she looked a lot younger and more beautiful than her age.

Wendy turned her face to the other side and she seemed comf