Amelia felt like she was floating on a sea of clouds. There was a pressing warmth at her side that pulled her into a deep slumber, but the brightness at the back of her eyelids was slowly, but surely becoming unbearable.
Reluctantly, Amelia opened her eyes, only to find herself face to face with Matteo. Immediately, all vestiges of sleepiness left her body, and she quickly tried to get up. However, she soon realized that was a nigh impossible task, for Matteo's arm was wrapped around her waist like an iron bar as if he was afraid she would flee from him.
Amelia's face flushed a bright red as she recalled the activities of the previous night. She had given into her impulses and slept with Matteo, and there was a tiny, vindictive part of her that couldn't help comparing the night she experienced with her experiences with Caleb.
