The next day.
Serena’s eyes opened to a warmth she had never experienced before.
As consciousness returned, she felt a constant source of heat beside her…
She blinked.
Her gaze fell upon a man’s broad chest, exposed where his shirt had been pulled open.
Her face was pressed against it.
Her hands were wrapped tightly around his lean waist.
One of her legs was possessively thrown over his.
For a moment, Serena was completely dazed.
Her hand instinctively squeezed his waist.
It felt good.
“Morning, Serena.”
A husky voice, laced with a smile, drifted down from above her head.
Serena’s fingers froze. She snapped her head up.
She was met with a pair of dazzling, smiling eyes.
Up close, the man's cool, devilishly handsome face was utterly mesmerizing.
His smiling eyes reflected her own face.
He smirked, his low, lazy voice whispering in her ear, “Are you satisfied with how it feels?”
Serena was speechless.
She was completely awake now.
“You… you!”
She abruptly pushed herself up off his chest and sat up.
As she pulled away, the blanket slipped off Nicholas’s body.
The sight of his open shirt revealing perfectly sculpted abs and those sexy V-lines filled Serena’s vision.
Her heart felt like it had been struck by something, and it began to race.
“I didn’t do a thing,” Nicholas said, leaning back lazily, propping his head up with an elbow as he languidly showed off his physique.
His expression, however, was the picture of innocence. “I was sleeping soundly, and you had your hands all over me. Serena, you’ve completely ruined my reputation…”
Serena was bewildered.

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