Mind slack, body exhausted.
Serena slept deeply all night, not even a single dream.
In the early morning, she had no idea what time it was when the sudden ringing of a phone interrupted her sleep.
Thinking it was her own phone, Serena reflexively opened her eyes, just about to get up and reach for it.
Suddenly, a long arm stretched out from behind her, reached over and picked up the phone on the nightstand, glanced at neither the caller ID nor the screen, just turned it off in one smooth motion.
Then he retracted his hand and continued to hold her in his arms.
The ringtone died away, and the room returned to silence.
Serena blinked in confusion, remembering what happened last night.
Wild, deep, scorching.
Oh. She'd slept with Adrian Shaw.
Serena's back was pressed seamlessly against the man's chest, feeling the rise and fall of his breathing and the strong heartbeat beneath skin.
