#Chapter177
/"I need to get up./" Arrick makes a move to get out of bed and I cling on desperately.
/"Nooooo… five more minutes./" I stick to him irrationally, hating that he needs to go get a flight and leave me for a week. The last twenty-four hours we have not left this bed except to eat and use the bathroom and I don’t want to uncurl from his naked body now. Especially not after the amount of times he has shown me exactly what that body is capable of doing to me. Shattered beyond belief, glad it’s Sunday so I can finally sleep as we haven’t done much of that and my body is tingling with every memory.
/"I don’t want to leave either, but if I am not on that flight in forty-five minutes Nate and James will kill me. I have to go, Sophs, I’ve delayed getting up twice already./" He laughs at me, trying to uncurl my grip on him gently and sliding nearer the edge of the bed.
