Ava’s POV
By the time I woke up the next morning, Adrian was already awake.
I could hear his voice drifting from the living room through the partially open bedroom door. It was low and controlled, the voice he used when discussing business, and somehow that alone made everything feel normal again. Last night felt almost unreal now, like something that had happened in another lifetime instead of a few hours ago.
I remained beneath the blankets for a few extra moments. The memory of his lips on mine tried to sneak into my thoughts. The way his hands had held me and oh what those hands could do to me.
I immediately shoved it away. That turned out to be a mistake because now it was the only thing I could think about.
With an annoyed groan, I sat up and rubbed my face. This was going to be
