Blair’s POV

*RING* *RING*

What the hell is that noise?

*RING* *RING*

Is that my phone?

Shit, I think that’s my phone.

I roll over under the covers, body aching as if I completed the Iron Man Triathlon in record time. Just as I do, however, to my sweet relief the phone stops ringing. Thank goodness. I am definitely not in the mood or the right mental state to have a coherent conversation with anyone.

I manage to roll ...