Chapter 9

I sat on the bed for a while after Mr. Stranger left, still trying to comprehend what’s going on. I still don’t understand. What am I doing here? Or How I came here? I groaned and fell back on the bed; it was soft and tender and so freaking big wow.

I turned on my stomach and inhaled deeply, and sighed. Yes, this is his smell. I still remember it perfectly. Though it started to fade back home, his masculine scent, mixed with his cologne, surrounded me like a safe cocoon. I rolled on the bed like a happy cat having her first dose of catnap. His scent made me feel high.

I knew it was weird. I should be panicking right now because hello I wake up in a stranger’s bed, a dangerous one at that. But all I felt was safe and protected. Besides, he’s my stranger, so bite me if you don’t like it.

I walked to the door he just entered before he left and found his walk-in closet and what I saw made me gap like an idiot. It was huge, bigger than our house, and has everything a man needs;