The knock sounded loud in Nina's ears, pulling her from sleep. Her eyes fluttered open slowly, still heavy with exhaustion, and she stiffened the second she realized where she was.
Her head was resting on Rodrigo's chest.
Her hair was spread across him, one of her legs draped over his as if she'd claimed him in her sleep. One arm was wrapped around his waist.
Nina froze.
Heat rushed into her face.
A curse slipped under her breath as she slowly lifted her head, hoping—praying—that he was still asleep. Instead, she met a pair of dark eyes already watching her.
Her eyes widened instantly. She pushed herself up, trying to move away, but his hand caught hers before she could escape.
With one pull, he brought her right back against him.
"Alpha—"
"You said you were going to come to me," he said lazily, pinning her in place. "Don't tell me you're backing out so soon?"
