I woke at six with my alarm going off. I groaned because I'd forgotten to cancel it. I guess I don't need to kick him out of my bed early anymore. I rolled over and hugged Liam. He always slept through the alarm; I swear he would sleep through an earthquake. I nudged him gently, deciding to play a joke on him.
"Six o'clock," I said, nudging him again.
He groaned and slowly got up out of the bed, still half asleep. "OK, Angel. I love you; I'll see you later." He kissed my forehead and got out of the bed, his eyes only half open. I couldn't help myself, I burst out laughing. He looked at me, confused. "Shh! What are you laughing at?" he asked, frowning, pulling on his jeans.
"You," I teased, smiling happily.
