Chapter 62

• SPANKING
• USUALLY, THE FIRST time I wake up in a new place, I feel a little disoriented, off balance. But I did not feel that way waking up in Mateo’s beautiful room and soft bed. It feels good here, like I belong.
• But it’s three in the morning, and I have to pee. The pressure from his arm lazily thrown over my belly isn’t helping the situation. It feels like it weighs twenty pounds, all pushing down on my bladder. I’d much rather lay here and admire how cute he looks when he sleeps, his chiseled face relaxed, his breathing soft and rhythmic. Instead, I move his arm to his side and scoot off the bed, careful not to wake him.