‘Waking up in the morning not in my own bed, an being confused for a second, until the memory of last night comes back. Laying right beside me is Connor, still sleeping, and a total mess within the sheets as those fail to hide most of his naked body. Sleeping on his belly, his face turned away from me, while his open black hair is spread across the white pillow. He looks so innocent, but I know he’s not. I smile and wait patiently for him to awake, so that we can continue where we left yesterday.’