Heaven slowly stirred from her slumber, blinking as the morning light filtered through the curtains.
What surprised her immediately was the absence of pain.
No soreness, no aching limbs, no burning strain between her thighs—nothing.
After everything that happened last night, she had fully expected to wake up in a world of agony.
She'd braced herself for it. But instead, her body felt… light. Warm. Completely at ease.
That's… strange, she thought.
"Mmm…" she let out a soft hum, stretching slightly before realizing that her cheek was pressed against something firm and warm—an arm. Ross's arm.
Her eyes fluttered open fully now, and she immediately flushed red.
She was completely naked.
And Ross was still beside her, just as bare, his toned chest rising and falling steadily as he slept.
Her face burned as she shifted slightly, careful not to wake him, and took in her surroundings.
That's when she noticed it.
This wasn't her room.
