"Ahmm..." Bennett squirmed, feeling someone shaking her. A bit of drool slid down the corner of her lips as she mumbled in her sleep.
"Who..." she muttered, shaking the hand off her arm.
"Dear, wake up. It's breakfast time," a sensual voice whispered right into her ear.
Bennett's eyes snapped open, shock flooding her body.
"Ehh—!" She yelped, sitting bolt upright, her gaze locking on a pair of crimson eyes. Her frown deepened instantly as she spotted Olivia lying casually on the bed beside her, half her face hidden by a curtain of vivid red hair.
"What are you doing in my room, no, wait, what are you doing in my estate?!"
"Where would I be if not here?" Olivia tilted her head, looking genuinely confused.
"The hell..." Bennett muttered, her ears burning red as her gaze unwillingly trailed over Olivia's figure.
Dressed in thin silk pajamas, one strap hung loose over her shoulder, offering a tantalizing glimpse of smooth skin beneath.
