Stirring as the light streamed through the window and across her face, Joza turned over to face Khalan. Her eyes began to open slowly, and as sleep slowly left her body it took her a few seconds to realize that she was not alone in the bed. And also, that she was not in her own bed. Blinking the sleep from her eyes, she sighed lowly, trying to remember the events that led her here. Had they been drinking? Oddly no, she realized as she recalled last night. Did they…? She shifted beneath the covers, realizing that she was, in fact, nude. Oh. Leaning back onto the pillow, she sighed softly, still fatigued and mumbled over to him. “You want me to leave?”
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