Tiffany stirred and her eyes slammed open. Rays from the half closed window blinds flickered into her eyes. She shut them for a moment but slowly opened them again.
Where was she?
She stared down at herself. She was in a tee shirt totally unfamiliar but the room itself was not.
Bit by bit the memories came pouring in until everything became clear. She jolted and let out a groan.
What had she done?
Roland was sleeping beside her calmly. For a moment she allowed herself to stare. At his long lashes and well filled brows, at his lips. The one she had kissed in the night as if her life depended on it.
A sigh left her. This wasn't right. This was forbidden. He was younger and richer. Not in class, not in status and not in age were they ever compatible. How had she not realized last ni
