ZARA’S POV
“It was a beautiful night, wasn’t it?” Cael asked, smiling.
I froze on a spot, trying to convince myself that I was seeing and hearing things. I closed my eyes and reopened them and even slapped myself but the scene before me didn’t fade away. Cael was still there, covered by that towel around his waist while I was still standing, covering my bare body with the bedsheets.
Things couldn’t have gone more wrongly.
**
The next time we spoke, things had settled down a bit. For example, both of us had dressed properly and it was in an open location; the living room. I couldn’t hold eye contact with him, dreading what must have happened between us last night.
“About last night…” I began to say. “It was a mistake, a drunken mistake. Both of us shouldn’t have had so much to drink.
