Chapter 35: "Can i know how i got in here?"

Con could barely remember getting into bed.

He could barely remember getting out of the car even. It seemed the events of the night had him feeling so downcast that he was as physically exhausted as he was mentally.

It hadn't been an easy night and the stress had taken its toll on Con's mind.

The feeling of sunlight sending warmth through the room woke him up slightly, well that and the soft taps he was receiving on his shoulder.

Con mumbled incoherently and put his head back on the soft pillow he had been resting it on all through the night. Even if he could barely remember anything relating to how he had gotten into bed last night, he still loved this pillow.

"Con?"

He could still remember that he had made it into his bed at least.

"Con wake up."

And he had also found this soft pillow in his bed.

The same pillow that was making him feel so fuzzy and happy as he gently caressed it.

The sound of a soft barely held back moan cut through the air and Con's eyes flew open. He immediately