Chapter 9 - Sophie"What do you like to sleep in?" he asks, his voice completely composed and unshaken.
"Usually a t-shirt and pajama pants," I say, digging my big toe into the plush carpeting.
He nods and heads for the closet, retrieving a gray t-shirt and a pair of cotton pants for me. They’re both a size large—but they’re soft and comfortable as I slide them over my overheated skin. I ball my discarded clothes into a pile and wonder where I’m supposed to put them. I have nothing here, no belongings, no sense of purpose and the realization is dizzying. I shouldn’t have been focused on tempting him with my curves. I needed to be clear-headed and figuring out how to survive in my new life.
Drake enters the bathroom and closes the door behind him, giving me a chance to wander the large su
