Kira’s POV
I woke up warm. I should have suspected right from the start. I couldn't remember how I got to where I was, but all I knew was that I was too warm.
The sheets were soft. My body still ached, and his scent clung to every inch of my skin, cedar, spice, him.
Xavier.
My chest tightened. My lips were swollen. My thighs, God.
I sat up fast.
Shit! Dinner. I whipped around, eyes landing on the bedside clock. It was almost midnight.
Four hours. It had been four freaking hours since I left the table to “get some air" or whatever excuse I had told everyone. Was it to find the bathroom? I couldn't remember. Xavier had pretty much f****d me blind.
I scrambled out of bed, tugging on my wrinkled dress. I couldn't find my panties, so I just ignored them. I had to get the hell out o
