The small watch on her wrist notified Melanie of an incoming message. She looked at it for a moment before frowning at the thought that she had to get up in the next couple of minutes to get ready for work. Jonas, on the other hand, lay beside her with his arm wrapped around her waist; his slow, rhythmic breathing a sure sign that he was nowhere near being awake. Melanie slowly moved his arm away from her to sit up on the bed, and just then, the cold air hit her all at once. She was wearing one of his sleeveless workout t-shirts, but it provided little to no warmth.

“And where are you going in such a hurry?” Jonas asked all of a sudden, rubbing his face before placing a hand on her back. 

“You know the drill. I have that demanding 9 to 5 to look forward to,” she replied, climbing over him to go wash her face. She entered the cramped bathroom stall, locking the door behind her, and she stared at herself in the mirror for a moment to wonder whether sleeping over Jonas’ had been a good idea. She heard some shuffling outside and figured he was out of bed as well. With a faint sigh, she turned on the faucet and splashed some water on her face. 

A few minutes later, Melanie stepped out into the room and noticed Jonas was fixing the bed. She grabbed her clothes and got changed meanwhile they started some small talk. 

“So, safe to say we’re a thing now?” he asked.

“I hope so,” Melanie replied, slipping on her shoes. The question bothered her a bit. Why would she share an intimate night with the man if she didn’t intend to have a serious relationship with him? She wasn’t that type of person, and having him think otherwise made her feel uneasy. “I don’t do this on every date, so I hope you’re as serious as I am about us.”

“Mel, of course I am,” he added with a concerned look, stopping what he was doing to walk over to her to embrace her. “I hope you know that I wouldn’t take you for granted.”

His comforting words made her feel better, so she pushed away any bad emotions still lingering and grabbed his hand to drag him to the door, checking her purse to verify she wasn’t leaving behind any of her belongings. “Alright, I have to go now. I’ll talk to you later?”

“You bet you will,” he replied, giving her a quick kiss on the forehead. As soon as Melanie turned around to leave, he slapped her behind, but she denied him the satisfaction of getting a response and instead kept walking, smiling to herself as she went.