NATALIE
The banging at the door was so loud it felt like it rattled my bones.
I jolted upright, heart slamming against my ribs, completely disoriented.
The room was dark, and for a second, I thought I was dreaming. But then I heard it again—fist against wood, loud and relentless.
BANG. BANG. BANG.
“Edwin,” I whispered, blinking hard, trying to steady my breath. “Edwin, wake up.”
He groaned beside me, completely naked, sprawled out like a man who had no idea the house was on fire. His arm was draped over my waist, his body warm and heavy against mine.
I shifted, trying to move away, but he muttered something, half-asleep, and I felt it—he was hard again.
Was this man ever tired?
“Edwin,” I hissed, giving his shoulder a shake. “She’s here.”
“Huh?” His voice was gravelly, thick w
