AVA IN THE PENTHOUSE
I woke to the familiar warmth of Lysander’s arm around me, his breath steady against the back of my neck. The early morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. I lay there for a moment, feeling the heat of his body pressed close, wishing I could stay like this a little longer. But the clock was ticking, and I didn’t want to risk him waking up, so I carefully began to slip away from his embrace.
“Where do you think you’re going?” His low voice sent a thrill up my spine as his grip tightened, pulling me back against him. A lazy smile played at his lips as he opened his eyes.
“Just once, I’d like to get out of bed without you noticing,” I murmured, trying to keep my tone light, but the smile tugging at his mouth was making my resolv
