The first thing I see when I open my eyes is the sunlight shining through the window that is open across from the bed.

I squint my eyes and look around the room. I realize I am in Alexander's room and all the memories of yesterday come back. We legit spent most of yesterday afternoon and night fucking each other into oblivion.

God, stupid stupid stupid.

How many more times until I understand?

The first time should have been enough.

But it's like something draws me closer to him and I want him to make me feel good and in a way only he makes me feel.

He makes me feel like my stomach always has butterflies and then when he touches me I feel like my whole body is on fire.

I sit up in his bed and look around the room. I don't see him anywhere, instead I smell bacon and eggs.

I get up from his bed and look for my clothes that are folded on the chair by his window. While changing, the spot between my legs starts to ache, a whole fucking lot.

Damnit.

Once I change into my leggings and shirt I walk out of his room after opening a window because it was kind of starting to smell like sweat and sex.

When I eventually walk inside the kitchen I see Alexander cooking food in the pan with only a pair of briefs on.

I'm getting deja vu from yesterday.

"Hello," I state and walk to the stools he has in front of his island.

Alexander turns to look at me and then goes back to cooking. "Morning."

I look at Alexander while he cooks. I also see how his back tenses up and I study his tattoos on his back.

I remember Alexander telling me that he wants to get his whole upper body tatted. I thought he was crazy because it looks like it hurts but that was when we were teenagers, now I don't really feel pain when getting a tattoo.

I don't know what Alexander is going to do with the rest of the space on his body, ‘cause that's a lot of space and he only has a few tattoos.

"Done staring?"

I ignore his comment and try not to feel embarrassed. "When are you getting more tattoos?"

Alexander grabs a plate filled with eggs and another plate filled with bacon. "Want some?

"Sure," I shrug and he hands me the plate and then sits down next to me.

I serve myself some eggs and bacon and so does he.

"I am getting more soon. I would get multiple tattoos at once but I want to make sure I like how the placement looks."

"What are you thinking about getting next?"

Alexander chuckles. "You'll see. You have to wait like everyone else."

I roll my eyes and focus on eating what's on my plate.