Sloane’s POV
Kissing my cheek, Xavier heads towards his overnight bag to change, and I slip into the shower next. He’d wanted me to join him, but I know exactly where his mind is now. There wouldn’t be any actual bathing, and we’ve already spent enough of this morning tangled up together.
How did we even have the energy after yesterday?
Whatever. I love waking up like this. I twist my head from side to side, admiring each one.
The love bites happened while I was sleeping because there’s no way I would have willingly allowed them. Yet somehow, I like them more than I probably should. They suit me.
In fact, I think I like them so much that I don’t bother concealing them with makeup.
‘And even if you did, I won’t permit it.’ Zia grins, and before I can even utter a word, she vanishes ag
