Chapter Three
THE ALARM ON his cell phone rang, jarring Edwin into an uncomfortable wakefulness. He rolled over on the couch, doing his best not to fall off as he reached for the phone on the cluttered coffee table to shut off the alarm. Once the place was silent once again, he collapsed back onto his pillow, his eyes closed, hoping he could recapture just a few more minutes of sleep. It was no use. He was awake and might as well get up and start his day. As he jerked the covers off his naked form, his body groaned at him, reminding him that he really needed to get his bed put together.
The chill air brought goosebumps to his flesh as he made his way into the kitchen and the first thing that he had unpacked upon his arrival—his coffeepot. While his morning pick-me-up was brewing, he deci
