Seventy four

EVE'S POV

When I woke up the next morning, the sun was shining brightly through the curtains. I moaned and turned away from the light, hiding my face in the pillow.

Why was the sun on my window in the morning? I could only see the sunset from my—

I froze.

My next breath, flooding my senses with Morgan's scent, confirmed that I indeed wasn't in my own room.

My eyes fluttered open again. Slowly, I scanned the area next to me. It was empty. I turned my head just as slowly to the other side. Empty. Relief swept through me. He was gone. That meant I could slip away.

The relief waned as soon as I took note of the sunlight filtering through the curtains again. My stomach sank. Oh no! Had I overslept?

I scrambled from the bed, my body screaming in protest from about a hundred places. My muscles hurt big time, but I didn't have the luxury of sleeping around. I had a job to get to.

The moment my feet hit the floor, I gasped and sat back down on the bed. Grimacing, I looked at my naked abdom