I wake with a jolt, my eyes flying open as memories of what happened last night flood my brain.

Jackknifing up, I glance at the other side of the bed.

It’s empty.

For a confused moment, I sift through my memories, trying to decide if it was nothing more than an erotic dream or if Roman and I actually ended up in bed together.

An ache between my thighs flares to life as I shift against the sheets.

Definitely not a dream.

I exhale, ...