Chapter 11

• Archer Sinclair's POV
• The other side of my bed feels cold, but my body feels oddly warm despite the fact that I am wearing absolutely nothing from head to toe under my white blanket. My eyes travelled across the room, and nothing changed much except for the scent that was not mine on my sheets.
• Somebody's been here aside from me, and I couldn't remember anything aside from gulping down a glass of wine last night that made me extremely dizzy.