Tip-toeing around, she managed to get dressed and out the door. There was a part of her that wanted to slip back into bed and pretend she’d never woken up but...

That wouldn’t be keeping things casual.

Even if she tried to excuse it by saying she just wanted to see if he was into morning sex, she’d know the real reason was that she liked sleeping all cuddled up to him. Definitely not something she should want from Jake Standish of all people. He might be a good cuddler, but that was too close to the romance-y side of things.

It would be one thing if she’d done it on accident, but she couldn’t let herself get back into bed with him once she’d woken up. Besides, she honestly didn’t know if she could take a morning round - her pussy was liable to scream for mercy.

But in a good way or a bad way....

Get your skank ass home, dummy, your va-jay-jay has had enough for tonight. Hell, enough for a week. He’s not a sex god and you will be just fine not getting laid tomorrow morning.

Well, at least now she had a good reason to be kind of glad she was no longer living with Kate, she mused, as she walked out to her car. Trying to sneak in this late at night, in this outfit, when Kate was her roommate would have ended in an inquisition. So there were some silver linings to her bestie moving out... Sharon missed her, but she wasn’t sad about missing out on an interrogation.

Waking up alone again rather than next to the petite, curvy body he expected to be curled around did not put Jake in the best mood. He was up early enough that the sun was just rising, thanks to the short days of winter, which meant she’d left when it was still dark. Growling under his breath, he snatched up his cell phone.

Nothing.

Dammit. Did the woman not have an ounce of self-preservation?

He quickly typed out a message.

Jake: Did you get home okay? What time did you leave?

Maybe questions he shouldn’t ask a fuck buddy, but ones that he would ask a friend. Especially a female friend who had left his house in the middle of the night without waking him up to walk her out, and who hadn’t bothered to text him to let him know she’d arrived home safely. That should just be common courtesy.

Fortunately, she didn’t make him wait too long for an answer.

Sharon: I got home fine, thanks, left when I woke up.