Abbie woke up the following morning to the faint, insistent ringing of her phone. She jolted upright, a sudden, disorienting panic setting in as she realized she was naked in a strange, incredibly luxurious room.
Keith was already awake, having clearly showered; the room carried the fresh scent of soap and cologne. He was dressed in a crisp white t-shirt and sweats, looking far too composed for someone who had just spent the night shattering all his self-control. He walked toward her, holding her purse.
Abbie blushed fiercely, a wave of heat rising to her cheeks as she took in her surroundings and her exposed state. The deep, lingering desire in Keith's eyes as he watched her, naked from the waist down beneath the covers, made her embarrassment even more potent.
The persistent ringing o
