I woke up at 7:45 with Aurora's leg thrown across my stomach and my phone buzzing like an angry bee.
Three messages from Belle: You better be alive. Naomi's asking about you. Training at noon btw.
One from Naomi: Hope you're having fun! Don't forget about us :)
I texted Belle back first. Alive. Tell Naomi I'll call her later.
Then Naomi: Having a good time. Miss you.
Aurora stirred beside me, her orange hair spread across the pillow like spilled paint. She made this soft sound against my chest before her eyes opened, green and gorgeous and still sleepy.
"Morning."
"Morning." She kissed my jaw, then my mouth, tasting like sleep and something sweet. "What time is it?"
"Almost eight."
She groaned into my neck. "We need to meet Addison at eight thirty."
"You gonna shower?"
