♤Adrian♤

  When I woke up the next morning, she wasn’t in bed, which was surprising because I always woke before she did.

  I grabbed my phone from the nightstand and glanced at it.

  10:15 a.m. Shit.

  I swung my legs off the bed, grabbed my briefs, and put them on before standing up. Did she go to work already?

  Judging by the fact that it was the weekend, I didn’t think so.

  I walked to the closet, pulled out a pair of sweatpants, ...