Chapter 201

The morning light was a soft filter, my body boneless and half-dozy. Our limbs were entangled with my head on Rohan's chest and his stubble itchy against my forehead as we listened to rain pattering against the windows.

I traced lazy circles on his abs and he hummed, content, in a voice thick with sleep. I craned my neck to see the tiny strip of gold beneath his half-closed lids. "Last night was amazing."

"Yeah." Rohan tensed for the briefest second. My expression hardened. "Cool down. It's not morning after freak out. It's fine." He scratched his jaw. "I'd just better... shave."

He was staring at my chin which, come to think of it, stung. I darted out of bed to his mirror and let out a wail. "What have you done to me?" The skin along my jaw was rubbed raw, like I'd spent the night cuddled up with a sandpaper pillow.

Rohan sat up, the sheet pooling at his hips. "This is not all on me."

I touched my chafed red skin. Whimpered.