Esme pov
I stretched my back out, occupying the bed alone while he sat on the couch. Already dressed up. My eyes felt groggy this early morning.
I rubbed them tiredly. The smell of morning toast bread and jam with coffee filled the room.
Breakfast was served already. How long did I sleep for?
There was a soft knock on the door, "we are already done here"
They were what now?. I haven't even gotten down from the bed. I jumped off slipping over the blanket and landing butt-first on the floor.
"Oompf" I groaned rubbing my aching behind. Then I glared at Lucian who sat casually with paper in his hands.
"Why didn't you wake me up?" I blamed him for me waking up late. Well not in that way since he took the couch and I took the bed.
"you were sleeping so peacefully I could dare to disturb you" sleeping peacefully my ass now I was going to be the reason we were late.
