A sudden, jarring vibration near my hip dragged me out of the deepest sleep I’d had in months.
I groaned, opening my heavy eyelids to find the room bathed in a deep, amber twilight. The bright morning sun was completely gone, replaced by the long shadows of early evening. I sat up quickly, a sharp pang of disorientation hitting me before the memories of the morning rushed back.
Julian's kitchen. Adrian's walking. The pharmacy. Then here.
I looked at the spot where Adrian had been sitting. The leather was empty now, the sheets beside me cold. A neat glass of water and a fresh bottle of Advil sat on the nightstand, but the man himself was nowhere to be found. The silence in the massive suite was eerie.
I reached for my phone, which was buzzing furiously inside my bag on the floor. When I
