Aurora stirred as the sunlight crept through the window, warming her face.
She shifted, the brightness nudging her awake.
As the light suddenly vanished, she assumed someone had drawn the curtains.
"Ava," she muttered, eyes still closed, "prepare the car. I'm going out."
A deep voice echoed in the room. "Going where?"
Her eyes snapped open to find Lucas's blue eyes staring back at her.
She closed them again, rubbing her forehead as if trying to reset her mind.
When she opened them, his eyes were still there.
"Lucas?" she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.
He smiled slightly. "Yes, it's me."
Lucas moved away from the bed, and Aurora's body instinctively shifted.
But the moment she stirred, she felt the soft brush of the blanket against her bare skin.
Her heart skipped—she was naked.
Her fingers tightened around the blanket as the memories of last night rushed back.
