Beneath the Silk

Declan

I sat on the edge of the bed, running my hand over the cool silk sheets where Avery had been sleeping. The faint scent of her perfume still lingered on the pillow.

She must have needed air or gone for a walk to clear her head. Vegas could be overwhelming, especially for someone who wasn't used to the non-stop energy of the Strip. The thought of her wandering alone at this hour made my prote