Tamsyn opened her eyes, feeling the early morning sunlight flash across her eyelids. Ripples of pleasure coursed through her at the memory of what her and Riley had done the night before, and she was convinced that it was nothing more than a dream between them.
She sleepily turned onto her side, feeling a warm yet soft body nestled up against her, and a flash of panic seized her at her gut. Who did she end up with anyway?
To her relief, Riley lay asleep next to her, his arms wrapped around her waist and keeping her up against him. He seemed very relaxed, his chest slowly rising and falling from every breath he took.
She smiled fondly, tousling his dark bangs, which made him flicker his eyelids and stir before settling again.
In no way did she regret what they did -- it felt incredible, and the longer she thought about it, the more she wanted to stay with him. She'd hoped that their lovemaking had eliminated any uncertainty between them.
A wave of nausea hit her stomach, but she chose to ignore it as Riley stirred more and hazily opened his eyes, revealing two bright blue pools.
"Hey." He drowsily mumbled, relaxing more as he realised he'd been sleeping with her all night. He'd spent so many nights at work, and he'd resorted to almost camping out in the workshop under his desk.
"Hey," she loved staring into his eyes, "late morning start for you, is it?"
"You could say that." He watched her get up out of bed and rub her eyes when she sat up. If only they would've stayed in bed for longer. At least that way he would've been able to have more time to work out those difficult feelings.
"Well, I have to get ready for work now."
"You want me to drive you there?" He offered. Even if their relationship was under some form of strain, he was able to tell when Tamsyn didn't feel like using the bus to get into work. And anyway, it would've strengthened their connection that he felt was so close to waning.
She shook her head. "Thanks for the offer, but I'll be ok."
After they parted, Riley stayed in bed, not really knowing what he should be doing. He hated work, and in his honest opinion, he couldn't care less if his job came to an end. Every single employee was going at some stage, so why unnecessarily drag the whole process out?
He checked his mobile, noticing a few messages had come through. His boss would be less than thrilled at knowing where he was. But hopefully, Ryan had covered for him in that respect.
"HI MATE. TOLD THE BOSS U WILL B IN LATER. HOPE EVERYTHING IS OK. RYAN."
