~HELENA~
There was sunlight. A lot of it.
I groaned, burying my face in the pillow to escape the bright beam hitting my eyes. The sheets smelled like sandalwood and man, and sex?
Wait.
My eyes snapped open. I wasn't in my bed, nor the safe house. This wasn't my apartment.
I sat up quickly, clutching the sheet to my chest as I realised I was naked.
The memories of last night came flooding back in a rush of heat: the dinner, the kiss by the car, the drive here, the way Tye had traced every scar on his body and then mapped every inch of mine while saying my name like a prayer.
"Wow…" I whispered to myself.
The soreness between my legs was a pleasant reminder that it hadn't been a dream.
