Caroline's POV
I groaned and stretched on the bed, my muscles strained as I stretched and yawned. I couldn't remember the last time I slept so well. I never thought I'd enjoy the mundane feeling it brought, but halfway through my stretching, I heard a voice from close by.
"You must've enjoyed your night," a masculine voice made me jerk from the bed as I turned to the side, with an accusing look. Wondering what a man was doing in my room when my eyes met Jackson, who had a rueful smile on his lips as he stood beside where I sat on the bed.
"W-what are you doing here?" I asked, instinctively pulling the sheets up to my chest as his scrutinizing gaze made me feel vulnerable.
He crossed his hands over his chest as he tipped his head to the side. "What do you mean?" He asked with
