Chapter 72

• I woke up with my head pounding, the kind of ache that feels like you've run a marathon in your sleep. Maybe I had, because how else could I explain the crushing weight of Xavier's betrayal?
• As I blink at the unfamiliar bedroom, confusion settles in. How did I end up here? My legs feel like lead as I force myself to stand, only to freeze when the door swings open. Adrian walks in, and my breath catches in my throat. Damn, he's hot-he knows it too. He's only in pants, his abs on full display, with a lock of tousled hair falling over his face.
• I'm rooted to the spot, my eyes glued to him. One step. Two steps. My heart pounds as I track his movements, a mix of dread and something else stirring in me.