Waking up...

Your eyes open as the sun barely peeks through the blinds... Jack's snoring fills the room as you get up and slip on a pair if panties and a tanktop... You head for the kitchen and begin to make breakfast when you hear your phone go off... You quickly grab it, curious at who it may be... To your surprise, it's Darcy... Not that you don't speak to her often enough, but for her to text you so soon after having relived your night together was more than ironic...

You open the text and read through it. Nothing interesting, just chit chat about work... You feel your body tingling again and decide to try and steer the conversation onto something more... Enticing...