ZOE’S POV
I woke up with my head pounding like a tiny demon had set up a construction site behind my temples. I had this strange sense that something important had happened.
Something I couldn’t quite place.
My mouth was dry. My body felt warm in unfamiliar places. When I shifted beneath the covers, a wave of awareness rolled through me that made my breath catch. I was naked beneath the covers.
Julian.
The name popped up in my head. He was here last night.
I pushed myself upright slowly, wincing at the faint throb in my temple. Groaning, I flopped back onto the bed, dragging the pillow over my head. My brain tried to replay the night in broken flashes. The music, Lani and I dancing, Julian’s voice, his hands steadying me, his eyes doing that dark unreadable thing that always made my
