Devin
Waking up entangled with Elliot is probably the best way to wake up. We were both pretty tired after last night’s exertions, but being a wolf, I recovered much more quickly than her. So she’s still fast asleep, and I get to watch her sleep like a creep. She must be having some good dreams by the smiles that have been passing on and off her face.
It was only when the sun started peaking out through the blinds did she open one eye. She groaned, obviously unhappy to see the sun.
“It’s morning already?” She asks as if she still doesn’t believe her eyes.
“Yup.”
A long pause ensures before she says, groggily, “I guess I should get up.”
“I guess you should.”
“But I don’t want to get up.”
“You never do,” I responded. If there is one thing I learned about Elliot it is that she hates
