Everything was dark, like an endless pit filled with fog until he caught a small glimpse of light.
Tristan's head throbbed badly as he slowly opened his eyes, the room was fully illuminated by bright morning sunlight streaming in from the windows.
He slowly tried to get up but stiffened as he felt a soft body glued to his own, he frowned before slowly looking down only to be met with the familiar face of a woman. Half of her body was covered beneath the sheets and the upper half was exposed, stark naked.
Anger flickered through his hazel eyes as he roughly pushed that woman off him, then his mind began to remember what happened last night.
He hadn't noticed the smell at first until he'd come out of the shower, and the more he had inhaled the smoke from that thing, the more his body had felt strange...his memories stopped at the very moment he had passed out, he had no recollection of anything else that happened here last night.
