Clara’s POV I woke up with a jolt, my body heavy and warm, tangled in sheets that smelled like sweat, sex, and Reed.Bright sunlight poured through the gaps in my curtains, painting the room in soft gold. My eyes widened in horror as I registered how late it was. The house was too quiet, too still. My mom should have been moving around by now — making breakfast, humming in the kitchen, or calling my name.Oh God.Reed was still asleep beside me, his muscular arm draped heavily over my waist, his breathing deep and steady. His naked body pressed against mine, warm and solid. For a split second, I wanted to stay there, to curl back into him and forget everything. But panic won.I carefully lifted his arm, sliding out from under it inch by inch so I wouldn’t wake him. My heart hammered as I reached for my phone on the bedside table. It was vibrating — Kendra’s name flashing on the screen.I grabbed it and tiptoed quickly into the bathroom, closing the door softly behind me before answer
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