Dominic
The coffee was strangely better this morning. Why?
I took another sip and squinted at the cup like it had some secret ingredient I didn’t know about. Maybe it wasn’t the coffee. Maybe it was because of the woman still lying on my bed peacefully, looking nothing like the wild mess she was last night.
Fuck. What the hell have I done?
I rubbed my temples and sighed, leaning against the counter. Damn, I think I have a new obsession. I want more, but I shouldn’t. I really shouldn’t.
How the hell did I fail on the first day?
“Good morning.”
Her voice came from behind me. My head snapped to the side before I even processed the words. She stood there for a second, hair a little messy, eyes avoiding mine, wearing my damn shirt that looked too good on her. But before I could say a wor
