EVA’S POV
When I finally opened my eyes the next morning, I had no memory of walking back to my room.
All I remembered was falling asleep in Clark’s room… in his bed… after telling him things I would never dare say while awake.
My cheeks warmed instantly.
I sat up, pressing my hands to my face.
What the hell had I done?
I must have sleep-walked back to my room or maybe Clark carried me.
Oh God.
I hoped I didn’t drool or mumble anything embarrassing.
I showered quickly and changed into the outfit Clark had requested last night…a fitted white blouse and a black pencil skirt. Corporate. Clean. Professional. Safe.
Well… not safe enough, because the blouse was slightly sheer, and the skirt hugged my waist and hips more than I anticipated.
I blamed the mirror for telling me I looked g
