Chapter 33 Valentina

• I woke cranky, my throat sore, tangled in my sheets. I'd clearly had a restless
• night, and not for a good reason. Despite myself, my traitorous thoughts pictured Nikolai Cavallaro tangled in the sheets with me, his limbs heavy as they rested over mine, pinning me to the bed with lazy possessiveness.
• I shook my head then rolled over and screamed into my pillow. That infuriating man. He didn't belong in my head, dangerously close to my fantasies.