"We're both sweaty, Chloe. Do you not remember what we did last night?"
Chloe's eyes widened when she heard that, "W—What? What did we do last night?"
Vernon opened his eyes slowly. His eyes were red because he was still damn sleepy. He squinted at Chloe and asked, "You don't remember?"
Chloe shook her head in response.
She wasn't drunk last night, and she still remembered the last thing they did was a deep kiss before Vernon embraced her.
She buried her face in his chest and quickly fell asleep because she had never felt so safe.
"D—Did you do something when I was asleep?" Chloe asked. Her face paled as she started thinking about the worst.
She was scared that Vernon might have… raped her while she was sleeping. She started having this feeling of grossness and humiliation in her heart.
