Max slowly woke up, still tangled in the sheets and nursing a headache.
He stretched slightly across the bed.
And then he felt something.
Something warm beside him.
His hand brushed against soft skin.
Max slowly opened one eye.
And froze.
There was a woman lying next to him.
Naked.
Long red hair cascading over the sheets.
Max felt every single one of his mental functions shut down at the same time.
"…Huh?"
The woman was sleeping with her back to him, partially covered by the blankets.
Max blinked several times.
His brain desperately tried to process the information.
Red hair.
Soft skin.
Bed.
Naked.
His mind connected the dots at alarming speed.
'…Elanor?'
His heart lurched so violently he thought he might die on the spot.
'WAIT.'
He tried to remember the previous night.
Dinner.
The conversation about their wedding.
Moonlight asking what a wedding was while stuffing her mouth with food.
After that…
…he was pretty sure he had gone back to sleep alone.
