✧ Emily’s POV ✧
I woke up to the dull ache between my legs.
Oh God.
I blinked, the hazy memories from last night hitting me like waves. His body above mine. His voice in my ear. His hands on my skin. The way I’d moaned his name over and over until the walls felt like they would burst.
Darius.
The sheets were still crumpled around my waist, my thighs sticky and sore. My entire body hummed like a tuning fork, every nerve still remembering every second of what we did. My cheeks flushed, a weird mix of shame and desire bubbling in my chest.
I sat up slowly, flinching as pain throbbed in my ankle. Ugh—right, that stupid fall. Still not fully healed.
And then it hit me—the smell.
Something rich, smoky… roasted?
I sniffed the air again. My stomach growled.
Whatever it was, it smelled ab
