It had been a long day, so you decided to hit up your local bar. Chatting with the folks there lead you to Jason. He didn't tell you much about himself, but he was hot and funny enough; so, one thing lead to another, and you found yourself in his bed. A wise choice, if you said so yourself.

When you woke up the next morning, the memories of last night were a little foggy. The soreness in your lower body helped remind you of not only the night before, but the culprit himself, who was still laying right next to you. Jason was asleep, his arms wrapped around you tightly while his face was pressed into your neck. As you shifted, he grumbled, mumbling an incoherent complaint against your neck. You couldn't help but smile a little.