MAYA’S POV:
The morning sun greeted me, but I wasn't in the best mood to welcome it. I must have passed out from the exhaustion of my own panic. My phone was still clutched in my hands like it was a grenade I was waiting to explode.
I gasped, my eyes flying open as I sat upright in bed. My breath got stuck in my throat when I realized I wasn't alone. Rafe was sitting on the couch in the corner of my room with his legs crossed on the small table.
"Goddess!" I shrieked, my hand flying to my heart as I scrambled back against the headboard. "Rafe! You scared the life out of me! Don't ever do that again!"
"I couldn't wake you up," he said in a low voice that did nothing to calm my nerves. "You were out cold. I thought you might have been drugged with the way you were sleeping."
My heart ke
