IMOGEN’S POV
A low hum slipped from my throat as I became aware of my surroundings. I was laying down in a room I wasn’t sure what it looked like, especially with my eyes closed but one thing was for sure--the bed felt absolutely heavenly.
It was soft, the sheets were warm against my skin, smooth like satin.
I sighed and snuggled deeper into the pillow not wanting to open my eyes.
Not yet.
Not with the memories hitting me.
Blond.
A smile shaped at my lips at the memory of him. I had seen him the night before--I had frigging seen him. My body tingled, coming to live. Seeing, knowing him, feeling his touch on my skin--Lord, that felt good.
He felt so f*****g good.
I opened my eyes at the thought, my smile widening as I relieved everything that happened over and over in my head.
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