Rhaena's POVWe finally, reluctantly left the warmth and comfort of his bed. The reality of Antonio and the staff returning made it necessary, even though every part of me wanted to stay wrapped in Alessio's arms for the rest of the morning, the rest of the day, possibly forever."You should probably sneak back to your room," Alessio said, though his hand was still resting possessively on my waist, his thumb tracing lazy, distracting circles on my hip through the fabric of his shirt that I was still wearing. "Before Antonio arrives and starts asking questions we can't answer.""Right," I agreed, even though the idea of leaving his bed, his warmth, his presence felt fundamentally wrong somehow. Like I was leaving a part of myself behind. "Wouldn't want him to get the wrong idea.""Or the right idea," Alessio corrected with a slight smile, finally - reluctantly, I could tell - releasing me and sitting up. The sheet pooled around his waist, leaving his chest bare, and I had to force myse
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