After the wild and passionate night that at least Claire did not see coming, which went on and on and on, until she literally passed out with awful exhaustion, she woke up to a gloriously messy yet empty bed.
However, she choked on her own saliva when she spotted the time on the wall clock. It was already midday.
Gosh, how could she sleep for so long? It was probably the reason Vincent was nowhere near her view. He might have left for work hours ago. Ugh.
Groaning into the pillow, Claire sat up with her back against the headboard and flinched when the ache between her thighs made its presence known.
Shit. She thought to herself. Her fingers traced a dark bruise on the inside of her thigh.
Claire bit her lip, hard, thinking of when Vincent gave it to her, when he tossed her legs over t
