Ch 9 Rude Awakenings
I awoke smelling an odd combination of Bill's scent and... lemon laundry detergent? Wait. Arms around me? Had all this been a nightmare? Was Bill alive? The arms stirred and I felt a body move behind me. I froze. The body stretched, yawned, relaxed. The arms tightened around me and tugged me in towards hips, hips sporting a very impressive erection. I reacted immediately when my brain caught up to my bottom. I bolted out of bed and grabbed the first thing to hand: a spare motherboard of Bill's that he had left lying on his bedside table - actually, not a bad weapon with all its sharp edges and points. "Who the FUCK are you?" I demanded of blond and blue, but now not so blurry, lying comfortably in my bed.