My body met with the plush embrace of my comforters as Cain carefully lowers me onto my bed. I imagined it was quite the ordeal from how he sighed and groaned several times while clearing my bed before lowering me onto it.
As I had been clinging onto him the entirety of the time before he unhooked my arms from his neck, save to say, I threw quite the temper tantrum since I was tipsy at the time and his scent was what managed to calm me. I could hardly recall what happened exactly after, but I remembered seeing Cain's silhouette against a dim lighting from the door before I pulled him down to the bed with me.
I mumbled a jumble of words to him that I hardly remembered due to how inebriated I was, but he seemed to smile at what I had said which probably meant it was something positive. I think I said a lot of things and also begged him to stay... Although the rest seemed to blur out in a daze as my vision grew blurry.
