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I stare back at him, allowing those words to sink into the layers of my mind. They feel like they hold deeper meaning than just for tonight.
“Aren’t you?”
“No. Spend the night with me.” He holds my gaze, locking me into his allurement all over again.
“Yes,” I answer on the edge of a whisper.
Jericho lifts me up again, and I wrap my arms around him.
“Where are we going?”
“My room. You haven’t been in my bed yet.” He winks at me as he carries me out of the room.
ChapterTwenty-Two
River
Iwake to the sound of still silence.
It fills the room—Jericho’s room. I remember quickly that’s where I am. Where I spent the night with him buried deep inside me, and me not wanting him to stop touching me.
We had sex all night, and it was nothing like the past. Our adult selves took whatever we did before to a whole other level, then it’s like we were stuck on repeat, destined to repeat the same thing over and over again as soon as we’d regained our strength.
I’ve never felt so consumed, as if he wanted to make sure he claimed every inch of my body and leave no confusion in my mind that he owns me.
I can’t even remember falling asleep. Now my core aches in the most delicious way, and my greedy body still wants more.
As my awareness returns fully, I open my eyes and meet the long casement windows. The curtains are drawn, but slices of sunlight are peaking through, bright enough to let me know it’s not that early.
I find the clock on the wall and see it’s seven. I need to be at the academy in a few hours. Not even a week ago, I would have been at Kelly’s Café serving customers. Now I’m lying in my ex’s bed.
My ex, my fiancé, my soon-to-be husband. The man I spent the night with last night.
Is it bad that my first thought hasn’t been something along the lines of: what the hell did I do? Or, I can’t believe I just slept with my ex!
Honestly, my thoughts feel like they’re stagnant in my mind, and I can’t really pick them apart. The only thing I know for sure is that I don’t regret last night, and I don’t know if that’s good or bad.
Yes, Universe. My life is definitely one big bundle of confusion.
I scan the masculine tones dominating the room. Midnight blue mixes with shadowy shades of gray on the walls and the wooden furniture. It reminds me of the colors you’d see before a storm. Dark and unpredictable. Just like Jericho.
Most would consider the decor gloomy, but its opulence carries that touch of elegance that speaks of Grayson wealth.
This is the first time I’ve been inside here this room I moved in. I like it. Everything about it feels like him, and the scent of his power and presence clings to the air.
I wonder if I’ll ever see the inside of this room again.
Maybe. Maybe not…
The silence suggests I’m alone. To my knowledge, Jericho is supposed to be flying out to Arizona later for his business trip. Then I don’t know when I’ll see him again before we sayI do.
Is he here now?
Maybe downstairs. It’s early enough that he wouldn’t have left for work yet, but what should I say or do when I see him?
Maybe I'm not supposed to say anything, or do anything.
Jericho asked me to spend the night with him, so maybe that just means last night was last night.
