Brant
I woke up with the sun warming my face. I stood and got out of bed. For the first time, I didn’t know what to do or where to go. I’d surely miss Dani’s food—my stomach growled at the thought, especially now that hunger was already gnawing at me.
Yeah, I’m f*****g homeless, hungry, and technically unemployed. Jobless. Not that money was an issue—I had enough in my account to last several lifetimes. But that wasn’t the point. I hated feeling useless. I hated not having a purpose.
But I know the first step is getting up. Later, I’d need clothes, essentials—hell, maybe even a plan. I had to start figuring things out.
I stepped into the living room and spotted her behind the coffee maker in the small kitchen, which opened into the living space. She looked so damn sexy in her satin ni
