Layla's POV
As soon as I woke up I was already tense which didn't bode well for the rest of the day.
There was no morning after confusion, no grogginess, just brutal awareness of the fact that my body remembered every sordid detail from last night even though my brain wasn't anywhere near ready enough to deal with it.
My hips ached faintly, not sore exactly, just that deep, lingering awareness of being opened wider than I was used to and filled and then left unfinished. My thighs tightened on instinct at the thought of him inside me and filling me and I swore under my breath, rolling onto my back and staring at the ceiling like it might have answers for all the fuckery running through my head.
But it didn't.
Gabriel was still in the villa. I knew that immediately. It wasn
