Falling asleep in a bed that was not his own was not easy, Trick discovered as the clock on his phone told him it was already past one in the morning. He barely stifled the groan of frustration that rose in his chest.
It wasn’t that he could even blame the bed for not being comfortable, because all the beds in all three penthouses were basically identical, with the exception of the color of the sheets they each preferred. So the bed he lay in was just as comfortable as his own. But tell that to his brain. Trick thought in a frustrated fatigue that was beginning to make his head feel heavy and his muscles involuntarily twitch.
He shifted his body around until he was on his back. The pillow under his head suddenly irritated him and he grabbed it and threw it to the floor with an angry jerk
