When Allison opened her eyes, she found Deucalion leaning over her.
"You gonna get up anytime soon? There's a group of females downstairs wondering if I'm going to keep you locked up all day."
Allison put her hand on his face and pushed him away. "It's your fault. You kept me up all hours of the morning."
"Oh-ho, don't even blame that on me. You were the feisty one."
"You started it," she countered.
"No, I didn't. But I sure as hell finished it."
Allison groaned and rolled over away from him.
"Oh, no you don't."
He grabbed her around the waist and dragged her out of bed. Eyes still closed, Allison pushed at him. "Stop," she whined. "Let me sleep."
"Nope," he grunted as he lifted and carried her into the bathroom. "You've worked all month for this. I don't want it to get messed up
