I don’t remember getting out of the bath.
At some point, the heat and exhaustion must’ve dragged me under because the next thing I know, I’m blinking awake in complete darkness.
For one disoriented second, panic hits hard and fast.
Unknown room. Unknown house.
Then the memories come crashing back.
Ronan. Mercer. Lodge. Ghost.
I exhale shakily and sit up too fast, immediately regretting it when dizziness rolls through me. My skin is pruned from the bath, the water now lukewarm around me.
“Great,” I mutter.
Carefully, I climb out of the tub and wrap one of the massive white towels around myself. The marble floor is warm beneath my feet as I move toward the bedroom, steam still clinging to my skin.
The room is dim now, the last traces of sunset gone beyond the windows. Soft amber li
