BETTYI wake to the steady sound of rain tapping against the windows. For a moment, I lie still, blinking slowly as the soft gray morning settles into focus.The air smells faintly of coffee and wet soil, and something in my body feels different, heavy in a good way, like every muscle has been stretched, warmed, satisfied.And that’s when it hits me. I am upstairs, in my bed, and I am not alone.I turn my head slowly, and Rhys is already awake, propped slightly on his elbow, watching me with that infuriatingly lazy smirk that always feels like it knows something I don’t.“Morning, sunshine.”My cheeks heat immediately. “Morning,” I murmur, sheepishly, as I glance down beneath the sheets and realize very quickly that I am completely naked.A fresh wave of shyness rushes through me, and I instinctively clutch the sheets tighter against my chest, even though it is far too late for modesty.Rhys’s eyes flicker downward for a second before returning to mine, amused.The morning light spill
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