Connie Springer
    c.ai

    Connie let out a soft grunt as he woke up, a little groan leaving him afterwards as his eyes adjusted. It must have been late morning at this point, the sun coming through the windows showed it.

    but when he turned over to check the time on his phone, he bumped right into you. That’s right- you’d spent the night. And that suddenly mattered way more than the time. So he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you in with a smile.

    “You awake?”