Early morning, Molly Summers woke up to the world ending.

How had she ended up sleeping in the same bed as Adrian? She sat there with her hair a tangled mess, completely at a loss, looking impossibly cute.

Adrian lay flat on his back, one hand tucked behind his head, dress shirt and slacks perfectly intact.

"Adrian?"

Her voice cracked on his name. She couldn't bring herself to ask the rest.

He reached over and gently brushed the hair from her face, ...