15~ Hot and cold

Zoe I woke up feeling groggy. My throat felt parched and I reached out to grab the glass of water on the bedside table. Taking a sip, I put the glass back and then it hit me… where did the water come from? I jerked up my upper body into a sitting position and the white comforter fell off my chest. It was strange but it had James’s scent on it. I picked it up and sniffed. Mmmmmmmm… his scent was strong, more like he had slept here. Looking up, I was taken aback by the dual fireplace opposite the bed. The other side seemed to have a sitting area with white couches. A styled rug was placed near the bed and the rest of the floor was tiled. This wasn’t my room. I gasped and cupped my mouth with the palm of my hand. Did I leave with a random dude last night? We ended up in his room and had a night of passion? A big portrait on the wall next to what I assumed was the bathroom caught my attention. James, looking like a Greek god, featured in the portrait and it was black and white. Phew! I bre