Chapter 13 The morning after

• Roselie awoke with a strange feeling. Safe, warm, secure and satiated.
• 'Hmm looks like mom got some new sheets,' she thought and smiled cosying up into the silk sheets. 'That was one crazy dream.' She smiled again. Vague memories from the night before teased her foggy mind. The feeling of soft silk on her skin. A silk pillowcase, so soft. Silk sheets surrounding her, caressing her naked body. She had never slept in silk before. It always seemed tacky but now she understood. The way it was cool and still kept her warm. So light and yet cosy. Soft and yet shiny and sensual to the sight and touch. Teasing her senses and skin as it surrounded her.
• It took a while for her to take in the different surroundings. She opened her eyes a little. A different room, a nice room, soft colours and nice decor, masculine but not cold. Realization dawned on her and she sat up straight.