My night was kinda short.
Okay, not exactly short—more like it got chopped into two halves or something like that.
The first half ended around five in the morning, when Val decided sleep wasn't nearly as important as... well, her words: "advance payment for the birthday cake you're getting me."
I told her nope, I'll pass.
She pouted, huffed, and then, with that mischievous whisper of hers, went, Fine. I'm horny.
So yeah. That was all you need to know. I'm not going into details. Except I finally fell asleep again around six, and now here I was, blinking against the sunlight stabbing through the curtains.
The clock on my nightstand read 10:26 a.m. I groaned softly, rolling onto my side.
Val was still asleep, tangled in the sheets like she owned the entire bed. Peaceful. Completely untouched by the chaos she'd started a few hours earlier.
