The next morning I'm awoken by pounding on Lexington's bedroom door.
"Lexington? Gen?" Rebecca's voice called, muffled, through the locked door.
Rolling over, I reached for Lexington only for my hand to fall to cool rumpled sheets. What the fuck?
Rolling the other direction, I throw the blankets back before dropping my feet to the floor and stalking toward the door, opening it before thinking better of it to find Rebecca standing in front of the door, looking impeccable. The amount of light pouring into the room from the rest of the house lets me know that it's later in the morning than I had originally thought.
"What, Rebecca?"
"Where's Lex?"
"I have no clue. I just woke up but he's not here."
