The following morning, Amelia opened her eyes lazily as the bright morning sunlight sipping through the parted curtain assaulted her eyes. She slowly sat up, wincing at the pain that emanated from her lower region, a reminder of her wild but passionate night. She lifted her hand to her forehead and massaged her aching head, her throat parched and her lips a bit dry.
She slowly turned her head to her right side in search of her phone when her gaze fell on those captivating and ethereal grey eyes staring right at her with so much warmth in them.
'Wait, why is he staring at me like that?' Amelia was slightly puzzled. She looked down at her chest and noticed that the top half of her nude body was on free display.
"Shit!" Amelia impulsively pulled the white sheets to her chest, shooting a scowl in his direction, an action he found really amusing.
