The next morning, Violet wasn't surprised to wake up alone and not the least surprised to see that the room had been destroyed like usual, rising up from the bed to see Cain at his desk with some papers in his hand, fully dressed for the day.
She was still rubbing her sleepy eyes as she looked over when she saw Cain turn to look at her, a smug look on his face as he fixed an intense gaze on her, his eyes gliding down her body in a way that made her jerk to the side, pulling the sheets over herself as she realized that she was mostly naked.
The extra scenes in her head from the night before were enough to make her entire body heat up as she scurried off the bed as fast as she could and toward her own smaller bedroom, which no matter how much they changed rooms, was something that always remained constant.
