"Where are you?"
"Hmm? I'm at the—" She paused, thinking. "—the Starlight Crown Hotel. "They booked me the fancy suite with a view. Supposed to 'help me rest creatively.'"
Of course it was. One of those five-star places with more mirrors than walls.
"Yeah, because marble walls really scream 'creativity,'" he said dryly.
She laughed… and that small, genuine sound made the quiet room feel a little less empty.
They talked about nothing and everything… the kind of easy, unplanned talk that new people fall into when they're not ready to say what they mean, but still want to stay connected.
Technically, they weren't a couple yet, because they haven't officially confirmed it yet.
But also… they kinda were.
The memory of last night lingered like a shadow at dawn.
The party, the danger, the chaos…
And then, that night in the suite… the kind of accident that leaves everything permanently changed.
It hadn't been planned.
It hadn't even been supposed to happen.
But it did happen.
