Rosa’s POV
Sunday mornings used to be my best day of the week. There used to be something about the morning breeze that made it smell peaceful.
Today, it smelled like him.
When I woke up, I didn’t really remember what happened last night. What I felt was the after effects of good s*x. My body felt different, like a clog inside me had been removed. And my heart weighed less. I found out later that it felt less weighty because I wasn’t carrying the hurt from my previous relationship anymore.
Then I turned and saw Alex lying on the bed, naked. My cheeks flared before the entire thoughts of last night formed. I stared at his arms, remembering how it lifted me last night and how I felt so good.
Who would have thought that I would be fantasizing over another man when I thought Charles Ba
