A loud buzzing noise rouses me from the hazy darkness when I realize I am in a bed that’s not mine. A familiar arm tossed casually across my waist, and sheets pulled up over me to my chin. Confused and disorientated, I blink my eyes open, blurriness clouding my instinct to be concerned, and begin looking for the god-awful noise with a groan.

Arrick groans next to me, reaching out to smack a nearby alarm clock and sending it crashing to the ground. Only the noise perseveres, and the ...