Adrienne.*

I woke up the next morning, feeling refreshed and strangely...trapped. I realized it was because there was an arm around my waist. A heavy, large arm. Lucas. I pushed myself up as far as I could go and realized he'd passed out right next to me, diagonally on the big bed, and either he'd pulled me to him during the night, or he'd fallen asleep with me in his arms. I didn't know which one sounded worse.

Slowly, the events of the day before came rushing back to me. After I'd shifted, ...