I haven't slept that much during the night, but I feel refreshed when I wake up. For the second time, I mean.
I'd like to just forget the first, even though Leo helped me and didn't let me suffer in his bed. I don't know what that was about, but I don't want to experience it again.
Not the bone aching, the lungs burning. The kisses and contact felt even more intimate after almost dying in this bed. It was like drinking after days of thirst. Immeasurable, pure pleasure.
Leo comes out of the bathroom while I'm still rubbing my eyes. He's drying his hair with a towel.
He notices my stare, and I turn my head away awkwardly. It's better not to stare too long, especially at the drops of water flowing on his neck.
I better erase that image from my mind before starting to drool like an idiot.
Oh, my... Who knows how those drops taste?
«You should take a shower as well,» he utters, passing next to me.
