Red didn't know when or how.
She didn't understand why she even let it happen.
How did she end up in this situation anyway?
Was she so weak willed to have let a guy in her bed?
Did she unconsciously want it?
Archer groaned in his sleep and she felt him move closer, his chest smack on her face.
Red couldn't remember when she had fallen asleep. It felt like it was only a couple of long minutes that she had lain motionless as she contemplated on how Archer was beside her.
In her bed.
She had lost track of time and when she opened her eyes, Archer had already crawled under her blanket and was hugging her tightly, surrounding her in an intimate embrace.
His soft, steady rhythm breaths moved her hair lightly and tickled her face. He didn't smell like bad breath at all. He actually smelled like fresh mint paired with a musky man scent.
Red was utterly lost for words with the current situation.
