August's POV

I was woken up by a low groaning that sounded as if someone was in pain. I sat upright and rubbed my eyes a few times before moving to the edge of the bed and grabbing a note that was on the headboard.

I looked at it and then smiled widely.

"I did kiss you, and I'll kiss you again when I knock off from work. Love, Teresa,” I read.

"What a liar," I whispered, and then stood up and went straight to the bathroom to wash my face and clean my teeth with one of the ...