CALISTA'S P. O. V
Warm sunlight touched my skin like a tease. My body was still heavy from how spent I was last night, but the ache felt good, one I hadn't experienced in…forever.
I stretched my stiff limbs, slow and lazy, cracking one eye open before shutting it.
I wasn’t in the guest room.
My eyes fluttered open, I brought my hand to my face to shield the lines of sunlight seeping in through the curtains.
I blinked at the ceiling, my mind slowly registering the bustle of New York life outside the windows and the feel of silk sheets against my skin.
Dark amber musk and leather clung to the pillow beside me.
His scent, His bed.
I bolted upright, my heart rattling in my rib cage. I recalled some flashes from last night. Dancing, music, the way he held me, the look in his eyes, my memory fogged. I couldn't remember what happened after that.
I raised the comforter from my body to find that I was still in my dress from last night. It was wrinkled but still intact. I let out a sigh of r
