#Chapter140
Lana POV
It was sunrise when I felt the bed dip waking me. Drake crawling in next to Tate and snuggling into him. Through the bond all I felt was exhaustion like he had literally been running all night. I wait for him to start snoring before hopping out of bed now wide awake. Getting dressed I walk downstairs and turn the kettle on to make myself a coffee and pop some bread in the toaster.
Tate walking down sluggishly as he walks into the kitchen before opening the fridge and drinking some juice straight from the carton.
/"Morning/" He mumbles. I grab another cup down to make his coffee when the front door opens. Tate groans as my sister waltzes on in like she owns the place.
/"Good coffee/" She says when she smells the caffeine. I chuckle, grabbing another mug down.
/"To early to hear you bitching why are you here?/" Tate whines. She rolls her eyes at him, before glaring at him.
