Nova stirred from her sleep, feeling the warmth of the morning sun filtering through the curtains. Last night was one of the best nights because she slept in her man's arms and on his bed after a long while of talking, playing and teasing.
She lazily stretched her arm across the bed, reaching for Bentley. When her hand met only empty sheets, she frowned and opened her eyes, blinking away the remnants of sleep.
"Where did he go?" she mumbled to herself, sitting up and rubbing her eyes.
After a quick stretch, she swung her legs over the side of the bed and stood up, her muscles protesting slightly. She padded to the bathroom, expecting to find Bentley there, but the room was empty. She checked the shower, the closet, and even called his name softly. Still, no Bentley.
With a sleepy yawn,
