The next morning, Rivana slowly woke up and found the other side of her bed empty. Lightly lifting her head, she looked around for Azrael and heard the sound of water in the bathroom. With a sigh of relief, she fell back onto the bed and tried to sleep more.
But the memories from last night kept her awake. The way he had pulled her onto the bed and how he had coaxed her to sleep when he was the one more hurt filled her with warmth. A light blush crept onto her cheeks, realizing they had slept together... Shaking her head, she corrected her dirty thoughts—they had slept on the same bed.
Just then, the bathroom door clicked open, and Azrael came out wearing just a tracksuit pant and wiping his hair dry. She immediately pretended to be asleep, feeling flustered and shy. Her heart thudded loudly as she felt him walk towards the bed, closing the gap between them. She felt him leaning over.
