The next morning, Faye woke up in her bedroom.
She finally opened her eyes after her phone alarm rang for the second time. She lazily reached over to turn it off on the nightstand, then sat up and stretched, wincing as the soreness in her waist made her movements stiff.
Faye rubbed the spots on her body where Theodoric had gripped her too hard the night before, silently cursing him in her head.
As she went into the bathroom to wash her face, her mind drifted back to the passionate moments of the previous night.
After getting Theodoric's verbal promise, they had gone at it again in the car, their passion igniting all over.
When Theodoric carried her out of the car afterward, she clearly noticed the driver, who opened the door for them, had his head down, ears red as a tomato.
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