#Chapter 79: Change is… Best?

Lauren The first thing I noticed when I woke up was warmth. The kind that sinks deep into your bones, the kind that lingers in the air, making it thick and heavy. My body ached in a way that left no room for confusion, and when I shifted slightly, the soreness between my legs confirmed what my hazy mind was already piecing together. Oh. Oh no. I inhaled sharply, the scent of sweat, musk, and him filling my nose. Alexander. My heart leaped into my throat, and I froze, eyes wide as I turned my head. There he was, lying beside me, his bare chest rising and falling with deep, even breaths. His dark hair was a mess, a sharp contrast against the pillow. The sheet barely covered his hips, and I had a very inappropriate flashback of what was underneath. God. I swallowed hard, trying to ignore the way my stomach clenched at the memory. The way his mouth had felt against my skin. The way he had whispered my name like it was the only thing in the world that mattered. The way I had