Chapter 15

Henry pressed his eyes against each other and slowly opened them. He felt his arms wrapped around something or someone rather.

When he darted his gaze down, he saw Stacey in his arms, smiling at him. She was tucked beneath the sheets just like him. The sheets were the only covering around them.

Henry’s eyes widened when the flashes of the previous night came wavering on his mind.

Stacey was looking up at him with her eyes filled with desire. “Good morning, sleepy head.”

“What time is it?” he quickly sat up and wiped his eyes with the edge of his left palm.

Stacey stared at the wall clock. “noon on the dot.” She turned to Henry with a smile. “What a perfect time to wake up.”

Henry’s brows went up in disbelief. “noon?” He then looked through the window. The sun was already up, shining brightly.

“How on earth did I sleep for this long?” He cried out and lowered the sheet to his waist.

Henry would always wake up at dawn to collect trash. It was the first time in 6 years that he ha