ALINA
I woke up late, still feeling heavy with sleep.
Blinking against the sunlight pouring through the curtains, I stretched, but the movement made me stop at once.
Something felt off.
My skin was touching the sheets, I could feel the air against my body.
I pushed the blanket back, and the realization hit me like a punch.
I wasn't wearing anything.
A sharp shot of shock went through me, as my eyes snapped to the chair near the closet. My clothes were neatly folded and stacked on it.
Luca.
My mind went back to last night. The last thing I remembered was leaning against him in the car.
Had he carried me upstairs? Undressed me?
A strange feeling lit in my stomach. It was partly disbelief, and partly something else I wasn't ready to name.
Shoving the thou
