BEATRICE'S POV.

She woke up the next morning with a slight ache around her neck, it felt cramped as she tried to turn and noticed her legs were tangled in the blanket and her cheeks were placed on a hard surface, then suddenly her mind traced back to the event of yesterday as she sprang up noticing she was laying beside Ben and they both slept off on the cushion seat instead of the bed.

'Oh, God! Did we have sex?'

'No! We didn't... I won't succumb that easily,'  She tried to remember while ...