Chapter 62. Coming Back Home

RAYNE'S POV

The very next morning

The rays of sunlight decorated my room and my alarm rang nonstop before I shut it up with my hand.

I woke up with butterflies in my stomach, I was smiling like an idiot. I tousled around the bed and touched the other side to see if Eric was still in bed but he wasn't.

I opened my eyes immediately and tried to get up, my legs were sore and my attempt to get up caused me pain.

I sat down on the bed and looked around my room, he wasn't there.

Don't tell me I dreamt about our sex or rather imagined it before I slept.

I grunted in frustration.

wait something smells nice, I could perceive someone cooking wait was he cooking breakfast for me?

I managed myself and got up and walked out of my room with staggered footsteps.

I got to the kitchen and there he was in an apron, he still looked hot in an apron I couldn't help but gulp as I saw his broad chest.

"Go..Good morning." I stuttered.