The first thing I did when I woke up was go to Azriel's room. I pushed the door opened and yelped when I saw him in only his boxers.
"Sorry," I said, turning around to look away but I had already seen and now, the perfect muscular image of his body will be forever imprinted in my mind.
"It's almost 3 pm, how do you sleep so much," he said, I debated turning around but did, he was now clothed. I let out a puff of relief.
"I went out with Ambrose last night," I informed him and he raised an eyebrow at me.
"Wyatt was not happy,"
"Thought so," I sighed. He was rummaging through a drawer. He pulled out odd-looking cigarettes with a satisfied expression on his face. He offered me one and I gave him a disgusted face,
"Let's not be all high and mighty," he said, pulling a
