Alexis
I woke up to an empty bed and sunlight pouring through the curtains. Pierce was already gone—probably off conquering the world or intimidating people in suits with that ridiculously se.xy glare of his.
I stretched, feeling muscles I didn’t even know I had.
Damn.
That man didn’t just rearrange my insides—he rewired my whole mood. I hopped out of bed, humming under my breath as I showered, washed off the memories (well, some of them), and slipped into a comfy robe.
As I made my way downstairs, I couldn’t stop smiling. I felt… fulfilled. Happy. Giddy. Like I had just won a lottery I didn’t know I’d bought a ticket for.
“Ohhh... it's a cruel summerrrr, with youuu—” I twirled in the middle of the hallway, absolutely butchering Taylor Swift’s lyrics and not caring one bit. I was a
