Arora wakes to the smell of freshly brewed coffee, then realizes that she must have fallen asleep at some point during the night. Did he sleep in the bed with her? Her eyes pop wide open and then immediately close again when she hears him moving around the cabin.
She tries to figure out if she drooled. She must look terrible! She has morning breath and didn’t even remove her make-up. Oh, hell! Why?
“Good morning, Arora.” She hears the mug being put down on the small bedside table beside her and then feels his lips on her forehead.
“I heard your breathing change, if you’re wondering how I knew you were awake. I’m making breakfast if you want to get washed up. I won’t look. I know how sensitive you ladies can get in the mornings.” She hears his voice moving away and grabs her coffee, mumb
