Chapter 203. I Know That Smile

Faye

The next morning, I wake up alone in the little inn room. Soft gray daylight filters through the curtains, illuminating the rumpled sheets on the bed and my clothing from yesterday still hanging near the fireplace. 

I blink into the shadows, rubbing my eyes as a figure appears to my left, pulling on a jacket. 

“We need to get back to the castle,” Michael says under his breath, his eyes locked on his fingers as he adjusts his coat. They raise to meet mine–the softest shade of jade. “I’m going to–figure some things out before you return to Ravenfell.”

I nod because that's all I can do for the moment. The memories of last night are still fresh, still real and all consuming, as I watch him walk around the room, gathering my now dry clothes. The pinch of soreness between my legs is a stark reminder of what we’ve done, and the fact we can’t go back to the way things were before, but the tension between us is thick in air that's scent