Own Me (Savage Bosses)

3. Ayana

CHAPTER 3

Ayana

I open my eyes before slamming them shut again. I lift a heavy hand to my pounding head and rub my temples before daring to blink my lids and lift them open again. The unfamiliar white ceiling greets me. Where the hell am I? Oh, yeah.

Snatches of the previous night flood my mind, clearing the fog where I am and who I'm with. Blue eyes, big cock, Sterling. I look to the other side of the bed. My chest tightens at the sight of rumpled blankets with no one underneath them. I was alone. The son of a bitch up and left me without a word. I mash my hands against my cheeks…

Shit! I exhale, get out of bed, and prepare to get dressed in the early hours of a Saturday morning. I pick up my handbag when I notice a blue colored notepad on the bedside table. It’s a note from Sterling. My eyes glance over his exceptional flowing penmanship.

I clench my teeth. Sterling's handwriting disappears as I crumple the paper in my hand and stare at the wall. He just left, like that? The hottest man I have ever met left without waking me. We could have at least had a morning quickie before he bolted.

I lay on the pillows, inhaling and exhaling until my nerves settled. Who am I kidding? No way am I ready to do anything with anyone beyond a night of hot sex. It’s better he left. I throw the blankets back and swing my legs over the side of the bed, dropping the ball of paper in the trash, Sterling's number and all. I have too much to think through and too many life changes to get involved with another man.

With Sterling gone, I take the chance to shower, washing away the remnants of the best sex I ever had from my body, but not my mind. I dress and put on my shoes before leaving the hotel room.