Felicity woke, and the sky was just beginning to lighten. She looked over at Lucas lying spread eagle, sound asleep beside her, and felt like an i***t. She’d learned her lesson about spending the night with guys. She never understood their intentions or expectations beyond having s*x. s*x, she understood.
But something felt different with Lucas. She didn’t know why it felt different or if she was even right in her assessment. All she did know was that she didn’t want him to wake up and have some stupid conversation about their fake relationship as he tried to let her down easy. She couldn’t stomach that.
Because of whatever it was that was different.
She eased off the bed. He didn’t stir. Glad she hadn’t brought her bag when she checked into her hotel yesterday, she dug through it for c
