Leon Kennedy
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Stretching out your limbs against plain white sheets, you shifted under the loose hold on your waist, the man from last night pressed against your back.
It stuck with you- the way he begged for you to help him forget about her, offering his wallet to you with watery eyes.
Shaking the image from your head, you carefully threw your legs over the bed’s edge, coming in contact with carpeted hotel floors. Where were your clothes?
“Leaving already?” Leon mumbled, his lips hovering over your skin