It had been a long day, and for the first time in what felt like ages, I actually wanted to sleep early.
The softness of the mattress beneath me was a comforting change from the chaise lounge that I slept on last night.
It was plush and welcoming, and for once, I allowed myself the indulgence of comfort. I sighed into the pillow, letting the scent of lavender lull me into a half-sleep haze.
I hadn’t even pulled the covers over me yet. My limbs were heavy, my mind exhausted but oddly light.
No more chaise lounge. No more sleeping with one eye open. No more silken cushions pretending to be comfort. Tonight, I wanted the real thing. I wanted rest.
I climbed into bed, pulled the covers to my chin, and nestled into the scent of lavender and something woodsy...Aiden’s scent, I realized. An
