*Natalia*

I woke up slowly, and then all at once, anxiety making my heart race and my eyes fly open. I couldn’t even relish the fact that the comforting weight of Tallon’s arm was draped over my waist, because all I could think about was how drunk I had gotten the night before.

I couldn’t remember our whole conversation, but I did remember Tallon opening up to me about his family. Oh fuck–I hoped I hadn’t said anything about my own family. I laid ...