Sixty

SCARLET POV

I liked the weight that was pressing me down into the warm mattress. It was hot and just the right amount of heavy. I groaned, moving closer to it. Was my pillow always this warm, or did Mother get me a new pet? I asked myself as my hand reached to clutch at whatever it was but my hand didn’t come in contact with short fur or a pillow.

No, what was beneath my fingers was short but it was also super soft, silky even. And just a few inches down there wasn’t any hair, just hot skin.

Raphael has hot skin. I jumped off the bed, my eyes flying open as I struggled to make sense of what the hell was going on.

Raphael maintained eye contact as he slowly got up from the bed too, his gaze trained on mine as if I were some wild animal and just a look away from me would send me running off.

He looked as if he'd been awake for a while so why was he just lying by my side?

I couldn't remember what had happened the night before. I just remembered having a drink and Pierce forcing a kiss on