The pain was excruciating and I could not ignore it. Since it had taken over my head, like a virus. I thought I would vomit when a pair of strong arms hugged me. Uncertain fluttered a little bit with my long eyelashes and tried to bring order to my field of vision, but this morning was the extra blurry. I reached for my glasses sleepy but could not find them, which meant that I started to lose patience. What little I had left. Since I obviously did not remember anything from the day before, more than I had been drinking a little too much. I looked around and realized quite quickly that this was not my cute little place in Sweden. No, this room belonged to someone else. And it took a while for me to realize that it belonged to a man. I threw myself out of bed with a startled expression on my otherwise beautiful face while my heart was beating hard against my chest. And it was then that I saw him, he lay there looking so innocent as an angel. And it was so painful to me, what could this perfect creature causing me?

His skin was milk white and his lips were quite small but rich. His nose was sculpted and his eyes I did not know, and his hair was blond. Without thinking about it, I had approached him with curiosity. Mostly to see if he was a man, and if he was alive. I was just poking at him when he pulled my big clumsy body over him. Which got my cheeks to turn red. Irritated, I poked at his chest and bulging of the lower lip so that he would understand my displeasure.

-What happened yesterday? I asked persistently and avoided looking him in the eye.

-Nothing happened yesterday, more than I brought you home to me when you are not feeling particularly well. You slept the whole time, you know that you are very fascinating to watch when you are sleeping, he said with his masculine voice which made me jump. That voice was so familiar. I knew I had heard it somewhere. Until I understood.

Kris!? I whispered quietly and uncertainly.