IMOGEN’S POV

 

A low hum slipped from my throat as I became aware of my surroundings. I was laying down in a room I wasn’t sure what it looked like, especially with my eyes closed but one thing was for sure--the bed felt absolutely heavenly.

 

It was soft, the sheets were warm against my skin, smooth like satin.

 

I sighed and snuggled deeper into the pillow not wanting to open my eyes.

 

Not yet.

 

Not with the memories hitting me.

 

Blond.

 

A smile shaped at my lips at the memory of him. I had seen him the night before--I had frigging seen him. My body tingled, coming to live. Seeing,...