I squinted at the sunlight, filtering in the room through the tall glass windows, and my eyes slowly fluttered open. In the brief silence, pieces of last night returned to me. And a deep snore from my left warned me I wasn't alone. I immediately jolted up, turned my head to the left, and my heart sank at the sight of the man sprawled out beside me on the bed.
Logan Lockwood.
Now that his eyes weren’t open and watching me, I could study his features properly. God, this man could intimidate most people in his sleep. His face was strong and defined with a sharp jawline, his fair skin was slightly tanned and his eyes were framed with dark lashes. He’s such a beautiful man it’s not fair.
I slowly moved my eyes to his tousled black hair, which was pushed back over his forehead with a
