Adele:
The first thing I felt when my eyes fluttered open was the warmth of lips pressed against mine. Deep and desperate.
My head was pounding, and every instinct told me to push him off. But I didn’t. I couldn’t.
Not when my thighs and the rest of my body were already betraying me, melting into his touch.
Just as I leaned in to pull him closer, to lose myself in that kiss, he pulled back. Those beautiful, piercing blue eyes stared down at me with something between longing and relief.
“I missed you so much, Adele,” he murmured.
I let out a small scoff. Nathan? Saying that?
It felt surreal.
“How long was I out?” I asked, still a little dazed.
He hesitated, clearly flustered. “Uh… maybe five hours?”
The sheepish look on his face said it all. Not even a full day, and yet he’d alrea
