The endless night had finally grayed into dawn when my eyes opened. Slowly, fighting a throbbing headache, my memories began to seep back into my skull. Aidan must’ve carried me to bed last night. I no longer felt the cold floor against my body. Instead, I lay in a soft cloud of feathers on the white linen bed.
I stretched and yawned as a sudden soreness struck the lower region of my body. “Ow!” I muttered, drawing my legs to my chest and rolling over to face Aidan.
To my disappointment, his side was empty, and the only proof he’d slept next to me was the slight dent in his pillow and the rumpled sheets. The cottage was still, and he was nowhere in sight.
Then I spotted a note with a long-stem, red rose on the nightstand. I scooted to his side and snatched up the note and the rose. I sa
