CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
Pushing into the bedroom, Ivy closed the door behind her to make sure that Trystan wouldn’t be able to sneak up on her without at least some warning.
The huge room had a full wall of windows displaying the glitz of the artificial city in full widescreen. But it wasn’t the vista that interested her, Ivy was focused on the centerpiece of the bedroom.
Crossing to the white and gold sheets, which gathered in waves on the bed, she began to pull them aside to uncover her sister’s naked body.
Slumbering with her face pressed into a voluminous pillow, Rosie was out cold. Being in a slumber so deep suggested her sister must have been high the previous night.
“Damn it,” Ivy said, giving Rosie a shake. “Come on, Rosie, wake up.”
The room was a mess. She scanned around to see
