Hannah woke up the next morning, a smile on her face turning into a frown as she noticed Garrett was already out of bed. It was unusual for him to be out of bed before her, but their hours were all messed up since she'd gone back into the studio. He was normally the late riser and the one to go to bed last. In essence, she'd become him, and he'd become her. A look at the clock told her she'd slept a little later than she'd wanted to, but she'd been tired once they came to bed. It had been well after one in the morning when they'd finally gotten enough of each other. And even after weeks in the studio, she was still trying to get used to what was now their new normal.
Getting up, she put her feet on the floor, wincing as she felt a soreness in her thighs. Garrett had contorted her in shape
