CHAPTER SIX
I woke and instantly knew Bryce wasn’t beside me. I knew that without feeling for him or opening my eyes. He rarely was. Whenever he did sleep over, he was the first up and he rarely woke me for a morning round.
It was just something weird about us. We didn’t do the morning quickie.
What he had done, though, was left my bedroom door open.
That was another thing about Bryce. He liked to leave my bedroom open. He told me once that it was because my room got unbearably stuffy, but I didn’t mind. When I got up to close the door, I was surprised when I saw Bryce walk back in and pull his shirt over his head. I sat back and watched as he tugged it down to cover his chest.
I whistled appreciatively.
Bryce ignored me and shuffled some things underneath my bed until he emerged wit
