Austin POVIt was probably room service. I shut off the shower, grabbed a towel, quickly dried off my body, and wrapped it low around my waist. Barefoot,I headed out to deal with whoever was at the door.I stopped dead in my tracks.There was a woman in my bed.She laid face-down on the bed, her arms flung wide, dark hair fanned across the white sheets like spilled ink. She looked… wrecked. Beautifully,heartbreakingly wrecked.I froze.The room smelled like her now, stronger than the faint trace I’d caught when I first walked in. I should have shouted, called for security and demanded she be removed from my room.Instead, I took a step closer.She was breathing, not unconscious.Thank God. Just… sunk deep somewhere far away.. her cheeks flushed.Even like this disheveled,she was the most striking thing I’d seen in months. Maybe ever.Before I could talk myself out of it, I reached out. “Hey,” I said in a low voice.“Wake up. You’re in the wrong room.”No response.I tried again,“Hey.
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