Imogen

Stretching like a cat, I opened my eyes. The light shone through the windows making me squint at its brightness. It was morning? Had I slept the entire day and night away? I felt different, but not in a bad way, just strange. Icy fingers danced up my spine, sending sparks to my core. My stomach tightened and my walls clenched at the sensation. Tobias wasn’t in bed. Rolling over, I foundTheo watching me, his hand moving over my hip with my movement. A book was in his other hand.

“Sitting up on my elbow, I reached over, running my fingers over his chest. Everything felt different, he was...