ROSALIE’s POV
I sat up quickly, pressing a hand against my flushed neck. My skin began to feel tight and far too warm. The ache between my legs was already increasing. I needed something cold.
Chilled water. Anything to cool down my heat before it got worse.
I took off the tight day clothes I’d accidentally fallen asleep in and threw on a silk nightgown. I slipped out of bed and padded toward the kitchen, bare feet silent against the floor. The apartment was dark except for the soft glow of the under-cabinet lights.
I froze in the doorway.
Adrian stood at the open fridge, the pale light outlining the broad lines of his bare back and shoulders. He was shirtless, wearing only low-slung black sweatpants that sat dangerously low on his hips. His black hair was slightly messy, like he’d b
