Same Some Hotel Room - Monday Morning
There were several reasons for Jacob not to want to wake up that morning. For one thing, he liked sleeping and while he didn't need as much sleep as most people, he enjoyed it anyway. For another, the bed was kind of comfortable and being tangled up with a warm, soft girl wasn't what you'd call unpleasant.
Except that somewhere, even while he was sleeping, he was aware that he shouldn't be sleeping with any girl. Let alone be tangled up with her. Naked. And that was exactly why Jake was refusing to wake up, because he would open his eyes and figure out that this wasn't a dream. Except, what else could it be? Because no way in hell would he be sharing a bed with her, and no way in hell should he have memories of... Stuff. He was sticking with stuff, because anything else would result in his opening his eyes and discovering it was all very much real.
So he was dreaming. That was his theory and he was sticking with it and if he moved his hand and felt more naked skin, that was his mind. Making it all up.
[For the one beside him]
Except that somewhere, even while he was sleeping, he was aware that he shouldn't be sleeping with any girl. Let alone be tangled up with her. Naked. And that was exactly why Jake was refusing to wake up, because he would open his eyes and figure out that this wasn't a dream. Except, what else could it be? Because no way in hell would he be sharing a bed with her, and no way in hell should he have memories of... Stuff. He was sticking with stuff, because anything else would result in his opening his eyes and discovering it was all very much real.
So he was dreaming. That was his theory and he was sticking with it and if he moved his hand and felt more naked skin, that was his mind. Making it all up.
[For the one beside him]