HAILEY POV) I wake up feeling like every bone in my body has melted into the mattress. My muscles ache in a slow, warm way that makes my cheeks heat up. The sheets feel too soft, too warm, and too full of memories I’m trying to process all at once. My eyelids feel heavy as I blink slowly, adjusting to the soft morning light leaking in through the curtains. Everything smells faintly like Santino clean, warm, and masculine and my body tenses with a strange mixture of embarrassment and ...