Eileen’s POV
The first rays of morning sunlight filtered through the massive floor-to-ceiling windows.
I stirred slowly.
The bed beneath me was soft, unfamiliar.
For a moment I couldn’t remember where I was.
Then the memories from last night rushed back in fragments—Charm Bar.Soren.Adrian.The bathroom.
My cheeks warmed faintly.
I blinked and sat up.
The bedroom was quiet.But...