CHAPTER 27
SABRINA
I guess I'm not exactly shocked that Lachlan is gone when I wake up in our hotel room.
I thought he'd be either asleep or still hungover from the night before.
I'm also not shocked when I wander into the kitchen, finding a note on the quartz countertop with handwriting that reads "Breakfast on me."
Assuming he's left to get this breakfast, I go to the bathroom, wash my face, brush my teeth and walk back into my room.
My pants—and underwear—are set aside, the same as when I came in, but there's a small gift on my bed.
I walk toward it, then halt, hearing a familiar noise echoing from my phone on the bedside table. I walk toward it, seeing that Lachlan has left me a text message, blowing a raspberry at him that I know he won't even see.
"Got you a little surprise,"
