Sunshine woke me the following day. My fingers involuntarily searched for Mason’s arm, but all I came up with was a blanket where he'd slept. His scent lingered on the fabric, drawing my nose to it.

God, he smelled so dang good.

Leaning up on my forearm, I blinked at the room.

Dust particles floated in the air. The heavy scent of coffee nearly suffocated me. Groaning, I rubbed my eyes with the heels of my palms to push back the grogginess of the morning. Aaron’s soft ...