I slept a dreamless sleep and woke up in my own clothes for the first time in a year. It felt odd and wrong. I tried to turn around in the strong arms around my waist but it seemed even more impossible that usually. Every time I even moved a finger he pulled me closer to him, I guess he really didn't plan on letting me go. As sweet as it was, it was also very annoying, seeing as I couldn't even move a limb. I couldn't even turn to look at him, I was stuck staring at the dark curtains across the room, hung up on the wall in front of me. This was really boring and I couldn't fall back asleep. I think the clock read noon but I couldn't be sure from where I was trying to see it. I took a deep breath sighing loudly and whined,
"Raymond" seriously, if he wasn't even going to let me move we were
