CHAPTER 64

Sophia’s POV

I opened my eyes the next morning and gasped as I realized I was being held tightly in Elijah’s arms — wearing nothing!

My heart raced as memories of last night flooded back. The craziness, getting carried away in the middle of the night—I felt a blush creeping up my cheeks. Carefully, I slipped out of his arms, not wanting to wake him.

The rain was still pouring outside, a steady rhythm against the window. I made my way to the bathroom, cleaned up, and got dressed. When I returned, I noticed Elijah was awake too.

The words caught in my throat as we stared at each other for a while.

“Hey, good morning,” he said a little awkwardly. Perhaps he too was unsure how to address what had happened between us.

“Uh, good morning,” I replied, my voice squeaking out in a weird way. I tried to suppress the fluttering in my chest.

Elijah sat on the bed, shirtless, already engrossed in answering emails. He didn’t say anything else but went back to what he was doing.

I sat on the couc