Daxton’s POV
I shift around in my bed, my body telling me that it’s still tired from last nights activities.
I roll onto my side and reach out only to find the other side of the bed cold. My eyes pop open and I look over to a completely empty bed, from the fact that I can’t feel her body heat on the sheets, Lilian has been gone for a while.
I sit up, rubbing my eyes with the back of my hand, my gaze roaming around the room that I didn’t even register last night.
The walls are painted a soft grey, and I’m in a large king size bed with white linen decorated with tiny blue flowers. A thick blue throw hangs from the end of the bed and the walls are adorned with prints of famous paintings.
It’s not overly girly but there is a distinct female touch that is lacking from my own apartment.
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