8 - Grumpy Old Man

8 - Grumpy Old Man

Summer

I woke up with an aching body. My bleary eyes blinked at the sleeping person beside me and unconsciously, a small smile tugged at my lips. Even asleep, he hadn’t removed his mask. I rolled over and tried to stretch without wincing. My entire body felt sore.

After our late-night pizza, we fucked till morning until I passed out. I remember that at one point, we were on the floor. I don’t know how that happened.

Taking a deep breath, I sat up and checked my cell phone. It was almost four in the morning, and my agent was blowing up my phone with texts in all caps.

Damn, twelve missed calls?

I peeked over my shoulder to find him asleep and quietly got dressed. I didn’t enjoy doing the walk of shame, especially when t