Marks Left Behind

~HADLEY~

The other side of the bed was cold.

I reached out before I was fully awake, palm sliding across empty sheets, and the disappointment hit so fast it embarrassed me.

No warm body. No heavy arm. No Beckett. Just the dent in the pillow where his head had been and the faint scent of him still all over me.

I sat up slowly.

Why wasn't he here?

We'd had an amazing night together. It was so freak