Captive in Paradise

It was Killian Vancroft.

“You’re awake,” Killian murmured, his voice a velvet hush.

Sloane froze mid-motion, staring at the man in rumpled pajamas stretched across the bed.

How in the world have I ended up sharing a mattress with Killian? Last she remembered, she had been standing in his living room.

Right, I had taken the cup of coffee he had offered, and after that, everything dissolved into dar