You know that nagging feeling you keep having that makes you feel like you are doing something wrong or that there is something you are supposed to do and you haven't done it yet? Sometimes, you don't even know what that thing is, but the feeling just keeps coming and you spend time trying to remember what you haven't fixed yet. Or maybe you have an important test to write and haven't read the materials, but then you are enjoying a nice sleep. Don't you have this feeling, even in your subconscious, that you are doing the wrong thing?
That was exactly how Chloe felt.
She was still asleep, but she knew she was not doing something right. That feeling forced her to wake up, and when she opened her eyes, she found a pair of eyes staring down at her. She was almost shocked, remembering that she lived alone before her brain reminded her of everything that had happened.
Jeremy was looking at her, and his cheeks flushed when they locked eyes.
"G-Good morning." He greeted her shyly.
It was her turn to be embarrassed. The memory from this early morning flashed in her head. All the lewd sounds they had made, the dirty things they had said to each other, how they had both dozed off without showering or cleaning up. That made her self-conscious. Wasn't she reeking of sweat? They had both excreted a lot of sweat last night during their erotic coupling.
She tried to sit up but found every part of her body was weak, as if she had been hit by a truck. She was so exhausted that she was supposed to still be asleep, so why had she woken up?
She looked at the clock by the side of the bed and saw that the time was a few minutes past 7 a.m. The two had slept off around 6 a.m. So when did he wake up? Did he even sleep at all?
"Is something wrong?" Jeremy's soft voice asked.
She looked at his face and noticed how nervous he looked. She realized he must have misinterpreted the look on her face to mean she was regretting last night.
"Oh shit!" She yelled when it finally registered, startling Jeremy. Chloe rarely cussed, so whenever she did, it was trouble.
"I'm sorry, I didn't —"
"I have a meeting by 8!" She forced herself to sit up, wincing from the weakness of her limbs and the slight pain beneath her legs.
I'm sorry Jer, but... I need to get ready and go to work. Aren't you going to work too?"
She noticed he was blushing and darting his eyes around. That's when she noticed the duvet that had been covering her had dropped, exposing her naked upper body to him.
She quickly raised the duvet to cover herself, an embarrassed flush flooding her face. He was already wearing the shorts he wore last night, but his upper body was bare. Her eyes almost popped out when she saw all the hickeys all over his body.
Had she done that?
Memory from early this morning filled her head again. This time, she was riding on top of him, his hands were on her lips and she kept kissing and sucking every inch of his body.
"Uhm... I can check in by 9 a.m. so... are you regretting what happened last night?" He suddenly asked.
"What? No, no, no, not at all. I just..." She sighed and turned to face him.
"I don't regret it. I was just bad at timing it. I can... call to cancel the meeting. It's just a team meeting that can be scheduled at any time."
She thought he would tell her not to and encourage her to go to work, but he nodded his head eagerly.
"You need to rest. And eat something. You also need a nice, warm bath and a massage. I can skip work today to take care of you. I don't... want you just running away like... it was a hook up last night or like a one night st—"
She interrupted him with a short kiss. He finally stopped talking, and when she pulled away, he smiled gently at her, which she returned.
The moment was ruined when the doorbell rang.
"Are you expecting anyone?" Jeremy asked her.
She shook her head.
"I'll get the door then," Jeremy said and began to stand up, but she held him back.
"You want to start a scandal?" She asked lightly before pointing at her shorts on the floor. "Help me with that."
He obliged and handed it to her after picking it up. She managed to wear it while still covered with the duvet and stood up from the bed with her upper body still bare, revealing her boobs and hickeys all over her body.
"Chloe! What are you doing?" Jeremy screeched while covering his eyes with his two hands.
Chloe giggled.
"You have seen it a couple of times, so there is no need to be modest about it." She said lightly.
The doorbell rang again.