Yara

I wake with the smell of teakwood in my nose and the feeling of warm water surrounding my body. I jolt awake, unsure of what’s happening.

“Shhh, we’re both filthy, and you smell like Simon. I didn’t want to go to sleep like this, so we’re getting a bath. You can relax, I’ll take care of you,” Warren says. Just the sound of his voice soothes me.

I snuggle closer to him, needing his touch and smell after having been with Simon.

“Are you okay?” I ask him. I can feel the ...