Chapter 40 Roses
- ~Sienna~
- Waking up, I stretched lazily, letting the warmth of the plush mattress envelop me. A soft sigh escaped my lips as the memories of last night slowly began to filter through my sleepy haze.
- The room was quiet except for the faint rustle of the sheets as I shifted, but the faint, lingering scent of him—his musky cologne, mixed with cedarwood and something uniquely Lucas—wrapped around me like a blanket.