Chapter 20 Secret Messages

• I woke to the sound of water running in the bathroom.
• Luca's side of the bed was already cold, the sheets barely wrinkled where his body had been. Like he'd been careful not to disturb the space between us, even in sleep.
• The shower shut off. I lay perfectly still, feigning sleep, as he moved around the room with practiced silence. The soft whisper of fabric. The quiet click of his watch clasp. The barely audible brush of leather soles on marble.