Emily The sunlight hit my eyes first. Then, slowly, the reality of the night before came into focus. I was naked. Not under a blanket, not half-covered. Naked. On my side of the bed. With Adrian Carter’s arm draped across me. I froze for a moment, holding my breath, expecting panic or shame to hit. It didn’t. Not exactly. Not like I thought it would. Instead, a surprising calm spread through me, like the kind you feel after surviving a storm. I hadn’t regretted it. Not a single bit. My mind had finally caught up to my body, the alcohol having worn off enough for clarity. I could remember everything—his hands, his voice, the way he moved over me—and even now, thinking about it made my pulse flutter and my stomach ache with a kind of familiar longing. But calm came next, along with worry. Consequences. Not because I was ashamed—though I wasn’t proud, either—but because we lived in a world where everything had repercussions. The Browns, the Carters, Nathan… the mess w
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