*Caterina*
I woke up to the sound of Elio’s phone going off. His arm was still wrapped around my waist, and he made sure to squeeze me once before slowly rolling over and grabbing his phone.
Neither of us was ready to wake up, and all I really wanted was to snuggle closer into his arms and spend another few hours sleeping, but I assumed that anyone trying to get in touch with him would have a good reason for it.
I turned to look at him as I tried to blink the sleep out of my eyes. I could tell that Elio felt the same as me; after all, he was the reason why I’d stayed up so late last night. Both of us were only half-dressed now. Elio’s chest was bare, and he wore nothing but his boxers, while I only had on one of his T-shirts. I reached over and put my hand on his chest, tracing my fingers in swirls.
Suddenly, Elio sat up straight. “Oh, fuck,” he said.
“What?” I asked, my heart beating faster.
