I took a drag from my cigarette as I watched her sleep, remembering how clingy and needy she was the night before, when she had a few too many drinks.   I couldn't help but smirk as I looked at the various hickeys I had left on her neck and collarbone—evidence of our passionate night together.   As she started to stir, her eyes slowly opened, and she looked around the room, confusion spreading across her face.   "Good morning, sweetie." I said with a cocky smile as I placed a hand on my hip and took a drag from my cigarette. "Did you have fun last night?"