Lena’s POV

The first thing I noticed the following morning as my eyes fluttered open was Cole’s smell. He was gone, but his smell wasn’t.

It hung thickly in the air, and I had allowed it to lead me to the living room, where I found out that it also clung to the couch, pillow, and virtually everything around.

The clean, warm, unexplainably addictive scent of his wrapped around the room, and for a moment I thought I was in his world and not my shabby, little living room.

I reached for ...