Morning Escape

Zara

Vance stirred beside me, still deep in sleep, one arm stretched across the space I had just left. I glanced at the clock on his nightstand. It was already 6:30 am.

My mind was racing too fast to even process the fact that I was in his bed, in his house, wearing absolutely nothing under his sheets. All I could think about was Lily, something happened? that was what Rachel's text said, and thos