Liam yawned as his eyes slowly blinked open, the morning light slipping through the blinds and falling across his face. His muscles ached with a delicious exhaustion that reminded him exactly why he felt so drained—last night had been wild. He and Ann didn't stop. They went from kisses to moans to pure passion until their bodies gave out and they collapsed into sleep, tangled in each other's warmth.
He let out a small groan and sat up slightly, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. The sheets were crumpled and the scent of her still lingered—sweet, tempting, unforgettable. Glancing at the clock, his eyes widened. It was already 7 AM.
"Shit…" he muttered under his breath. He'd nearly forgotten—Lilith had told him they'd be meeting the higher ups today.
