Marissa woke up that morning feeling weighed down by something. She opened her eyes to find her limbs intertwined with Bernard's. He had his arms tightly around her, and she had her legs locked with his. The feeling of closeness was so intense, heightened by the fact that she was buck-naked under the sheet. She was plastered to him like cement on brick,, and she wonder how she could extricate herself from him without waking him up.

Marissa had no idea if she can face him at all. Flashbacks of the night before ran through her head. In the light of the day, she couldn't believe she had been that...