Adrian's POV
I awoke alone among the scattered cushions, momentarily believing it had all been an elaborate fantasy. Making my way upstairs to the bedroom, I spotted Stella's clothes strewn across the bed. When I entered the bathroom, there she was under the shower, her magnificent skin glistening with water droplets. Unable to resist her allure, I slipped in behind her, wrapping my arms around her wet body.
"Mmm, you're up! And quite enthusiastic, I see," Stella teased, feeling my obvious arousal pressed against her perfect curves.
"You have that effect on me, my goddess," I whispered, gently nibbling her earlobe. "When I found myself alone downstairs, I almost convinced myself you weren't real."
She turned to face me with a radiant smile before pulling me into a passionate kiss.
"You know, that night you came to my apartment, I woke up thinking alcohol had made me hallucinate your presence. I was completely heartbroken," she confessed, resting her head against my chest.
