Chapter 54

Iris

I wake up tangled in soft sheets on the couch, still sore in places I didn’t know could be sore, my body humming with the lingering memory of Lucien’s mouth. The fire is flickering in the hearth now. Someone must have decided not to let me freeze. How nice. The glow is a soft orange over the walls. I stretch and my muscles ache, but in that good, blissed-out way that makes me smile.

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