DWMA-Meister

Chapter Five Waking up that morning was as awkward as one would expect. When the woman lifted her head from his warm shoulder and looked at the stranger in front of her, she cursed quite colorfully. He heard her. "I suppose you don't do this often," he commented. He was trying to hide his discomfort. "What, wake up with a stranger in my bed? This would be the first time." There, that prick of attraction that shouldn't still be there. Throughout the night, it had occurred to her that there was something agonizingly familiar about this man. "I don't even know your name," she realized. "Artemis Fowl, the second." "Holly Short, the one and o