Chapter 5December 5th
“Wake up, sleepyhead.” Jian shook Victor’s shoulder and held out a cup of coffee for him before he’d blinked the sleep from his eyes.
“What…” Victor cleared his throat and grabbed the coffee. “…are you doing?”
“We’re late for our date.”
“No more dates, Jian.” He sipped on the coffee and glanced at him. “At least not in the morning.”
“Come on, babe.” He rustled a paper bag in front of him, and Victor narrowed his eyes.
“What’s that?”
“Your breakfast.”
He remembered the avocado sandwich Jian had made him for the ride and perked up a little. “Can’t I have it now?”
“Nope. I need you to get out of bed, put on a pair of sweats and a sweater.”
“Sweats?” What kind of date involved sweats? “Should I shower?” Jian hadn’t. His hair was a mess, and the dark stubble coul
