Sasha woke to soft cotton sheets and the morning light bleeding faintly through the large windows. For a moment, she forgot where she was. Then she sat up slowly, rubbing her eyes as the memory of the previous night came flashing back. The man that she was meant to have a one night stand with had almost injured, more like killed her...
if Xavier hadn't rescued her, she didn't know what would have happened to her, if she'll ever survive it.
And now... she's in Xavier's goddamn home.
She climbed out of bed, brushed her teeth in the large bathroom, and stepped into the shower. The water was hot, soothing. Her skin was still slightly sore, bruised in places she wouldn't admit out loud. But she took her time, washing herself with quiet care, and finally stepped out and dried off. When she
