Raegan woke up natural. Yawning, she lazily stretched her hands. Her elbow suddenly touched a warm chest.

She was startled.

Her mind went blank for a moment. She lowered her head, only to find that her legs entwined with a strange long leg.

She wanted to jump out of bed, but a strong hand around her waist held her back.

The body behind hers was so warm.

Raegan stiffened. It took her a few seconds to realize she wasn't at her apartment but in Mitchel's house, so it was normal that he shared a bed with her.

“Morning. Did you sleep well?" Mitchel's voice came out husky, indicating he had just woken up too.

“Yeah, it was okay..." Raegan replied.

Mitchel buried his face in her neck and said in a low voice, "But I can't say the same."

Raegan shifted to keep a distance from him, but he pulled her closer.

“Don't move."

Raegan's body trembled. She pouted like a child who was about to burst into tears.

She could feel the change of his body now.

Afraid, she stiffened like a statue.

Raegan shut her eyes and waited with her heart in her mouth. But he didn't move.

When she felt his fingertips drawing circles on her arm, she trembled and asked in a shaky voice, “Are... Are you done?"

“What do you think?" Mitchel propped up his head with one arm and stared at her intently.

"Maybe it's over." Raegan wasn't in the right state of mind to think about it. They hadn't been this intimate for long, so it was embarrassing to think of such a thing.

"Raegan." Mitchel tucked strands of her long hair behind her ear. He then fiddled with her earlobe and said in a magnetic voice, "Since when did I become a one-minute man?"

Raegan's face turned red, and so did her ears.