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“Yes, you can,” I whisper and close my eyes

The last thing I hear is the exasperated breath he lets out

My head is throbbing I try to open h theand blinds me It hurts My throat feel like it has been scratched with sandpaper A heavy ar to burst I yawn and my breath tastes horrible My

hair is stuck to one side of my face I shove the arm off me and blink a few more times and look around the unfa shirtless next to me I look down under the covers and I have no pants and I a a t-shirt

Oh My God What The Serious Fuck

I pull the pilloay froh a wave of relief when I see it’s Killian But then

Holy Shit

Holy Shit

Did I…

Did we…

I try to re feels fuzzy I feel like I would knoe did anything I would knoouldn’t I?

Fuck me

Fuck him

Did I fuck hiinity? Panic seizes me and tears roll down my face

Killian shifts and rolls over I try to slide off the end of the bed without waking him I sniffle and wipe at my cheeks