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 "Gosh! What in heaven's name was I thinking?!" He scolded himself, taking some painkillers to ease his ache.

Staring back at her, he discovered that she was still very much fast asleep. He had achieved something yesterday. Since God knows when had he dreamt of kissing those lips of hers, wanting to know what they taste like. Still, he couldn't help but feel like he took advantage of her.

She stirred in her sleep finally. The room was bathed in morning light.  Squinting her eyes, she let out a yawn then, sat up.

"Here," she immediately turned to him. "Doesn't your head hurt?" She nodded and took the drug...