Diana turned on the bed, her hand falling over the side of the bed, after a few seconds she opened her eyes.
It took her less than a second to remember what happened last night and she quickly looked beside her,
Michael was not in bed, a sighed in relief and she quickly hopped down from the bed. Naked.
Her eyes spotted her sweater and she dashed towards it, throwing it over her body.
Aiming for the door, she ran but before she got to it, a very familiar deep voice stopped her,
"where are you running to?"
Diana's feet rooted to the ground and she turned around slowly,
"Uh… good morning…"
She stammered, forcing a smile to her chin,
He was shirtless, with only pants on, and he stood beside the bathroom door with a smirk, watching her knowingly,
