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Vivian's POV

I slowly opened my eyes, groggily taking in my surroundings. My head was pounding, and my mouth felt dry. I must have had too much wine last night, I thought. I sat up, rubbing my temple. As I looked around the room, trying to figure out where I was, I tried to remember what had happened last night but my memories were hazy and unclear.

I tried to piece together the events of the previous night, but everything was fuzzy. I remembered dinner, and then he brought me to his room.

My mind stopped as I recalled the touching. Nate's hands on my skin, his fingers tracing my face. It felt so intimate, so sensual. But after that, everything was a blur. How did I end up in his bed? Did we...did we do something? I gasped.

I glanced at the clock on Nate's nightstand and my heart sank. He wasn't here, thank goodness! I was already running late for work. I threw off the covers and got out of bed, my head spinning. I quickly rushed off to my room and took a hurried bath. Quickly cha