Juniper's Pov
I wake long before the sun even hints at rising, my room cloaked in that still, gray kind of darkness that only shows up in the earliest hours. My alarm hasn’t gone off yet, not even close, but I already know there’s no going back to sleep. My mind is far too busy. Spinning.
New York. The fundraiser. Theodore.
The kiss.
I stare up at the ceiling for a few long moments, the silence pressing down around me, until I sigh and throw the covers back. The sheets are still warm, but the moment I’m out of bed, the cool air hits my skin and wakes me up completely. Might as well do something useful with the hours ahead. Catching up on work sounds like the perfect distraction.
I walk across the room, rubbing the sleep from my eyes as I open my closet. The light is dim, but I know wh
