The next day arrived swiftly, the early sunlight casting soft rays across Damien's face. He stirred in his sleep, turning lazily before stretching out a hand across the bed to locate Alex only to find cool, empty sheets where his friend had been the night before. His eyes snapped open.
"You're finally awake," Alex said with a low scoff from across the room. "Maybe you can move to your room now." He added as he rolled his eyes in irritation.
Damien's gaze drifted toward him. Alex was already fully dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit, paired with polished black shoes. The sophistication of the outfit contrasted strikingly with the tattoos climbing up his neck and arms, dark ink peeking through the collar and sleeves and the multiple piercings adorning his ears and his lips. The gentleman's attire didn't soften his dangerous edge....instead, it made him look even more irresistible.
