Chapter 3
Something jolted Aubrey awake. He’d always been a heavy sleeper and he didn’t much care for being disturbed. Frowning, he kept his eyes closed with determination and settled back to return to blissful sleep.
“Aubrey, wake up, damn it.”
He swatted at the voice. He didn’t know what time it was but it had to be far too early, surely.
“Get up.”
Aubrey grimaced at the irritation in the voice and pulled the covers up over his head. They were yanked out of his hands so hard they burned his fingers. Now he was getting angry.
“f**k you,” he grumbled. He was shaken so roughly, an eye finally popped open to peer at his attacker.
A fully dressed Daniel. What the hell?
“You’re not one of those early risers, are you? Because I have to tell you I wake whenever the whim takes me. Seldom
