ARIA'S POV The sun rays kissed my face as the aches played their very own symphony upon my body. My eyes fluttered open to discover an unfamiliar room, curtains of a deep sapphire shade. "Oh my God," I gasped, nausea overwhelming me like a freight train. Everything from the drinking to the dancing, and then Wolfe, all came rushing back into my consciousness. I grasped at the bed, heart thumping loudly against my ribcage. Where was I? And where was Wolfe? The bedroom door swung open, and he ambled in, looking all nonchalant and handsome in a too-fitted simple tee and jeans. His hair looked windblown with sleep while a dubious smudge of lipstick graced the collar-class. "Good morning," he started softly, huskily, "you look beautiful, even when you wake up early in the morning." I felt a deep blush climb my cheeks, but I pushed it aside. I wanted answers. "How did I get here?" I cried in panic. "Where are we?" He flashed a slight smile while strolling over to pour a gla
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