KENNEDY
AS I stirred from my slumber, a sensation of warmth enveloped my body. But, to my confusion, I couldn't recall the events of the previous night. Gradually lifting my eyelids, I gazed up at an unfamiliar ceiling. Puzzled, I took a deep breath, attempting to recall the events of the prior evening. My memory was fuzzy, and I couldn't quite piece together what had occurred.
Eventually, my recollection of the night's events flooded back, and I felt a flush of embarrassment. Unsure of what time we had gone to bed, I scanned the room for a clock, hoping to gauge how much time had passed. After a brief search, I spotted a clock perched atop the bedside table. It was early, just seven in the morning.
Shifting my body slightly, I noticed the presence of a gorgeous man sleeping beside me.
