Sienna opens her eyes to a pair of pale cheeks, and they’re not the blushing kind. “Ugh, Gabe, get your ass out of my face!” She shoves the man, sending him rolling out of the bed; him hitting the ground with a thud. The muscular man doesn’t budge from his sleep however, until heavy rock music begins to play in the room. Sienna looks over to the nightstand to find her phone vibrating. However, seeing the Caller ID, she doesn’t answer, and simply stares, disgruntled.
“Are you going to answer it or what?” Gabe sits up now, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. “Your phone has been ringing every thirty minutes for the past two hours. How did you sleep through that?” He gets to his feet, having no shame over everything just hanging out without a care.
