Flair POV
It's not a phone call that wakes us up the next morning but the incessant chiming of the doorbell over and over again, forcing me from the depths of slumber as I stagger out of bed with Grayson close behind me.
"What time is it?" I mumble, feeling nausea and fighting it back.
"7 am" Grayson groaned as we headed downstairs, the front door opening as we reached the base.
We tensed but relaxed when Rachel came sailing in, a wide smile on her face.
"Rachel" I yawned "what are you doing here?"
She laughed "I should ask what are you doing in bed? You used to be up with the sun Flair, what happened?" she teased.
I glared at her and she laughed even harder, coming over and kissing me on the cheek, while Grayson gave a yawn.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't resist," she said with brig
