☆☆SUMMER'S POV☆☆ I woke up tangled in him, my cheek pressed to warm skin—Hayden’s chest rising and falling under my ear like a slow, dangerous heartbeat. For a moment I thought I was dreaming. That the taste of him on my tongue, the bite of his hands on my hips, the bruise on my throat—all of it—had been some fevered hallucination. But his palm was splayed over the back of my neck, heavy. His thigh tangled between mine. The sheets smelled like us—salt, sweat, and sex. My lashes fluttered open, lashes brushing the crook of his shoulder. Oh dear God! Tell me this wasn’t happening. My eyes darted around. This was the penthouse. I remembered Jake was here. What the fuck really happened last night? How did Hayden even get here? In my bed? I felt sick. I couldn’t remember exactly what had happened, but somehow, I felt alive. And starving for more. I breathe in. Needed to gather my thoughts. Maybe Jake was away, yeah? That seemed like the only reasonable explanation to why Hayden was nex
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