Chapter 181

By the time Sara woke up, it was nearly noon. She was wrapped in the warmth of a solid body, and the moment she opened her eyes, Spencer's handsome face was right in front of her. His breathing was soft, lashes long and still against his cheeks. His eyes remained closed, peaceful and unguarded. Sara shifted slightly, trying to get out of bed, but his arms only tightened around her. He murmured groggily, "Just a little longer." "I need to freshen up," she whispered, slipping out from under the covers and darting into the bathroom. Spencer knew she was shy, so he didn't stop her. Once Sara left the bed, the space beside him suddenly felt too empty. Sleeping alone didn't seem appealing anymore. Spencer sat up slowly and slipped into a bathrobe. He grabbed the room's landline and called the hotel's restaurant for lunch to be brought up to the suite. Sara came out of the bathroom wrapped in a robe. Her clothes from last night were now unusable, and her suitcase was still in the other