Celeste POV
The scent of sandalwood fills the air around me, and my body feels warm. As I drift awake, I find that arms are around me and I am being held in an embrace. As I look over my shoulder, I find Zayden in my bed. In an instant, I remove his arms off of me and scramble to a sitting position.
With all my strength, I kick him, and he rolls off the bed. That makes me smile.
“What the h*ll?”
He pops up and rubs his head. I couldn't help but grin.
"Didn't I tell you not to touch a lady without her permission? Not only did you touch me, but you were also in my bed!” I cross my arms across my chest.
I look around the room and realize that I have no idea where I am and also that the last thing I remember is that I was on the plane.
“Are we in New York?” I get off the bed and open the curtains.
The view of all the buildings and skyscrapers hit me with a force. I am no longer in the south. I turn to Zayden.