As my faint consciousness stirred, my eyes slowly fluttered open.
The soft sensation of the bed sheets. The comforting weight of exhaustion embracing my entire body.
But more than anything else, the most distinct thing I could feel was the warmth of someone holding me.
Ethan’s arms.
‘Ah, right. Last night….’
Vivid memories of the previous night resurfaced in my mind.
Wearing cat ears on my head, a tail strapped to my lower back, pretending to be a pet—going along with Ethan’s every demand.
