Jade

　　A hand traced a slow path up my thigh, coaxing me from the depths of slumber. Even cocooned beneath the warmth of the duvet, my naked form trembled, reacting to the nocturnal intrusion. The touch felt achingly familiar, as did the scent that lingered in the air- I knew the scent, too well to forget.

　　However, I didn't know that it didn't exactly belong to the person I'd thought until I opened my eyes.

　　A gasp escaped as my drowsy gaze met the ...