Shortly after, I heard the deep growl of Ashton's car engine cutting through the quiet morning below the villa. The sound faded as he left, but it lingered in my chest longer than it should have. I was still heavy with sleep, and before I even realized it, I drifted back under again, pulled into a soft, restless rest.
When I woke again, the sun was already high. It was close to nine. My phone rang almost immediately, and his name lit up the screen.
Still lying down, I answered slowly. "Hello?"
"Are you awake?" His voice sounded lighter than usual, almost warm.
"Yeah," I replied, blinking at the ceiling.
"Get up and come have breakfast with me. I'll be waiting at the office."
I frowned slightly, still not fully awake. "I'll eat at home."
