Chapter 13 No Regrets
- Odette’s POV
- I woke to the smell of something warm and citrusy. My head was heavy but not splitting, and the ache between my legs had nothing to do with the whiskey from last night.
- Callum stood at the edge of the bed—shirtless, barefoot, hair a little wild. One hand held a glass. The other rested on the curve of my hip, like he’d been touching me all night without realizing it.