Cesare brushed the sweat from his hair and roughly removed his soaked uniform. After putting on his pants, he wrapped his arms around Eileen, holding her close.
As the heat from his body cooled, the fatigue that had been masked by pleasure surged forward. Overwhelmed by the sudden exhaustion, Eileen fell asleep without even realizing it. As her consciousness began to fade, a whisper, almost like an auditory hallucination, brushed past her ears. A beautiful, soothing voice murmured softly.
"Good night, Eileen."
The heavy rain pounded against the window. The sound of water seeping through the thick curtains roused Eileen from her sleep.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she was startled and quickly turned her head to the side. A man lay deeply asleep next to her, completely unaware of the world around him. Seeing him in such a deep slumber cleared the fog from her mind.
