Lily stirred awake. The sunlight made her squint while she waited for her vision to refocus. She blinked several times, pulling the soft covers closer to her body as she rubbed her eyes. A familiar comforting scent enveloped her, bringing a soft smile to her face.
However, as Lily’s vision began to clear, it hit her.
This wasn’t her room.
She was completely naked under the sheets.
The bed was larger, the sheets more luxurious. The familiar comforting scent that surrounded her wasn’t her own. It was Zayn’s scent.
Lily sat up with a jolt, clutching the sheets to her chest as memories flooded back. The pantry. His hands were on her body. The way he’d taken her against the door, on the floor…
Her cheeks burned hot as she buried her face in her hands. She remembered how she pleaded with Zayn to take her. How had she been so bold? The heat had driven her to do things she never imagined herself doing.
