{STEPHANIE}
I didn't remember the last time I slept so soundly. A gentle smile tugged on the corners of my lips as I turned around slowly, my eyes still closed. I drew a deep, relaxed breath. Then another one...
My eyes flew open and my heart jerked. This wasn't my bed! It wasn't my bedroom either! My mind worked frantically, piecing together all that had happened yesterday. The realization hit me like a speeding truck.
"Francesco," I breathed out, my eyes roving through the room. I was scared out if my wits. Because...because I was lying in his bed, in his room and he wasn't there.
I slowly rose to sit, combing my hair with my fingers. I remembered vaguely that I entered the room, and collapsed into the sofa. Fuck it! I must have fallen asleep. But how did I get on his bed?
My heart tripped at the thought. I glanced at the other side of the bed. The sheets were crumpled, and every inch was soaked with his scent.
