Amber’s POV
In a panic, I tapped at my body. No… no… I was still wearing clothes. If I’d slept with Julian, surely I would be naked?
I glanced around. The spot on the bed beside me was empty. I myself was laying on top of the blanket, as if someone had just placed me here, rather than us diving beneath the covers for s*x.
But if we didn’t sleep together, then what the hell was I doing here? And where was Julian?
Last night was such a blur.
A glass of water and a couple of aspirin sat on the bedside table. Despite my upset at being in Julian’s room, my headache was an irritation. I reached for them, taking the aspirin and then downing the water. As I lowered the glass again, I finally spotted Julian.
He was sleeping on the floor beside the bed. He didn’t even have a pillow or a blanke
