The first thing that I notice when I open my eyes is how big the bed feels. I have woken up in his bed, in his home, and if that is not progress, then I don't know what you will call it.
For a second, I smile sleepily, stretching across the luxurious silk sheets, my fingers reaching for the warmth of Jasper.
But…
Jasper is not there.
I frown as my hand meets nothing but the cold expanse of the mattress.
Weird.
I roll over, blinking against the morning light. That’s when I see a small note at the bedside table.
My brows furrow. I sit up on the bed and grab the piece of paper, my heart already sinking before I even read it.
"Didn’t want to wake you. Left early. To see Ava. See you later. - Jasper"
I stare at the words, my chest tightening. That is it?
Not even a "Good morn
