LENA
I woke up with a start. I heard shouting coming from downstairs.
What the hell was going on?
Moving up slowly in bed, I felt an ache between my legs.
Images of the night’s events came flooding back. He came back to mind.
Emmett.
Fuck.
I slept with a complete stranger. But something about him made me feel things—more than I should from someone I had just met.
Emmett felt familiar somehow, but how? We only met last night.
I shook my head and sighed as I moved to the edge of the bed.
There was movement outside, and the door swung open to a man I had never met. “Well, well, what do we have here?” he grumbled. His eyes bore back.
A shiver rippled through me as I moved the sheet over my exposed flesh.
“Who…” I stutter, which only makes him grin.
“Oh, is the little human princes
