CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
I WOKE UP hot the next morning, though the air in the hotel room was cool. I tried to roll off the bed, but my arm was trapped beneath a warm, soft body. Luna. Memories from the night before flashed through my mind, and I could feel myself harden against her. I brushed my nose against her head, inhaling her sweet vanilla scent and the lingering tang of our s*x.
I drifted in and out of sleep until my alarm sounded, waking me fully. I pulled my arm out from under Luna and reached for my phone to turn the alarm off. She stirred, reaching her arms out to stretch across the mattress. She paused, confused, and looked around, finally meeting my eyes. Grabbing the sheet, she quickly covered herself. I couldn’t help but chuckle at her belated modesty.
“Good morning,” I greeted
