SerenaThe warmth came first. And she felt it along her bare arms, trailing up her legs and along the curve of her spine. However, it wasn’t sunlight or the hum of electricity, it was busy heat from last night, coupled with a strong scent that wasn't hers.She woke up alone in her bed. But she remembered everything. The cold marble floors. Marco’s hands. His mouth. The tangle of clothes they never picked up. How his body had pressed against hers, hard and strong, and how she had fallen asleep wrapped up in his arms, her cheek resting on his chest as he breathed into her hair.She sat up slowly, the silk sheet slipping from her shoulders. Her thighs ached slightly from the night before. A slow smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. Her hair was a complete mess, her lips tender. There was a lazy soreness between her legs, the kind only one kind of night could leave behind.Then came the smell, and her nose flared.Something warm, buttery, and crisp. Bacon. Toast. Eggs. And the sharpne
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