-Lara-
I woke up the next day, feeling a little disoriented as I stared at a ceiling I didn’t quite recognize. It took me a moment to remember I wasn’t at home anymore. Then, I heard movement beside me and quickly turned my head. It was James.
Memories from the previous night flooded back, making heat rise through my body as I instinctively sank deeper into the covers. He was still asleep, lying on his side, his broad, muscular back the only thing in view. Long pink marks trailed across his skin—marks that I suddenly realized I had made.
Swallowing hard, I carefully sat up, trying to stay as quiet as possible while searching for my clothes. They… sort of survived, but I would have to run through the hallways and be as quiet as possible in order for no one to see, because they would hav
