The moment I felt his hand shake me, I knew we were going to have a problem. I shifted, clinging on to sleep with everything I had. The hand came again, grabbing on my skin, shaking my body nearly having me throw a fit.
I turned in the bed, my eyes flickering open, nearly being blinded from the bright lights of the room. I groaned, a headache coming with a vengeance as I turned to bury myself in a pillow.
“Wake up sleepy head.” The voice I knew too well came, having me groan, my body shooting up with a face that could kill a person. I could imagine how I looked at that point but hell I did not care but just wanted my sleep.
I sighed, my head still foggy with my vision a bit hazy. I could see the person walking around the room with a towel wrapped around his waist. I sighed, stretchin
