Reagan's face is completely buried—and comfortable—in your neck, while you wrap your arms around her. It would take her only six seconds to realize what she's doing. Reagan blinks and slowly moves away from your body so as not to wake you up. Her face has a slight blush just thinking about what she did with you last night.

You're her current partner, or well, just secretly. Reagan knows it's kind of silly to deprive her relationship with you, but she's not ready to openly say that you're 'the love of her life' yet. She tries to hide her relationship but it's hard because of the way you treat her; which is already too much affection for her but damn, she loves that.

Reagan gets out of bed, realizing the obvious: she's in her underwear. At this rate, she will be too late for Cognito Inc. She heads to the bathroom, brushes her hair and then her teeth, trying to make as little noise as possible, but to no avail. She feels feet brushing against hers as she spits into the sink.

"Damn," she mutters, but clears her throat immediately. "You're awake, huh?" She says, laughing awkwardly in an early morning whisper. It's impossible not to wake you up, she thinks, it's hard to keep you a secret when you're so f'cking hot.