Natasha’s POVI opened my eyes slowly. Tristan was coming in, shutting the door behind him.“Good morning, Cariño.” He greeted me, leaning down to kiss my lips softly. “How did you sleep?”I smiled, still a little hazy. “I slept well.”“Of course, you did,” he said, smirking. “After last night… I’m not surprised.”I bit my lip, hoping my face wasn’t as red as it felt. I pulled the sheets higher up my chest, avoiding his gaze. Tristan chuckled slightly, clearly enjoying my reaction. He reached for his phone on the nightstand and headed toward the balcony. “I’ll be right back. I need to make a quick call.”The moment the balcony glass slid shut behind him, memories from last night flooded my mind—his confession, the way he touched me, how completely I had fallen apart under his mouth and hands. I shook my head, trying to push the thoughts away, and climbed out of bed. I wrapped the sheet tightly around my body. I still hadn’t seen my phone since we left Miami. I’m sure Ananya would ha
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