Chapter 18

The next morning, I awoke to the sunlight filtering through the curtains, which I had stupidly left partially open the previous evening before dinner. I check the time on my phone and see it's half past eleven. Holy shit, I slept for ten hours! I’ve never slept this long before. Garrett must have worn me out well if I’ve woken up this late. Stretching my arms above my head, I can feel how hard Garrett worked me last night; everything feels a little sore.

My arm lands on the other side of the bed. I expect to feel a body, but I feel nothing but the mattress. It feels cool, too, so he must have been gone a while. I sit up and look over to where Garrett should be sleeping to see a note left on the pillow. At least he had some paper to write with, thanks to the hotel stationery. I pick up the note a read what it says.

Babe,

Even in your sleep, you look sexy as the female lifeguards on Baywatch running in slow motion. I’m sorry I can’t be there to wake you up the way I envisioned. My head