Rough Day

SERENA’S POV

I trudged into my room in the mansion, exhaustion seeping into my bones. It had been a long, grueling day in court that had felt never-ending. All I wanted was to collapse into bed.

After I kicked off my heels by the door, I slumped into my chair and lay my head on the table for a moment. At that moment,my bedroom door swung open without so much as a knock. I didn't even have to look up to know who it was.

"Cameron, I know it's you. No one else barges in without knocking," I said wearily without looking up. His familiar amber musk scent reached me a second before.

He chuckled. "How did you know it was me?"

I lifted my head from where it lay on the dressing table. "Please, like you've ever knocked a day in your life. And I would know your scent anywhere by now."

His lips curved into an easy smile. "Well aren't you perceptive, even half dead tired." He placed a mug in front of me.

I stared at it in surprise. "What's this and what’s it for?"

"Your favorite iced tea.