A few hours earlier.
Pandora stirred from her bed, her eyes lazy as she opened them. The face that welcomed her was Raven's sleeping face. Her eyes widened in surprise, and she almost gasped. He was sleeping so peacefully that she just looked at him—not to mention his hands were wrapped around her waist possessively.
She had never been the first to wake up; usually, by the time she woke, Raven was already gone. So, her actually being the one to wake up first was not just surprising, but shocking as well.
She looked at him more closely and realized just how handsome this man really was. Before she knew it, her heart began to race. She stared at him with a wide smile as she admired him, but then her body stilled.
Last night.
Her eyes widened as the memory of last night began to flood in. A soft gasp left her lips as her face burned. She didn't even realize that the shirt she was wearing was Raven's.
