Sara’s POV

I slipped out of Grey’s bedroom by dawn when the fog in my head cleared and I realised Carlos would wake up and find me gone. My bare feet moved across the penthouse foor with sounds of the city, alive, seeping through the windows

I froze in the living room when Grey’s voice called from the stairs.

“You can take one of my cars if you won’t let me drive you,” he said.

I bit my lips, embarrassed that I had been caught.

“I’ve booked a ride,” I said, avoiding ...