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We will be there by 8 a.m.
Dominic
8:30 at the latest.
Dominic
Are you even awake yet?
Daisy
Hey, it’s me. Not sure you saw yet but your brother decided it would be fun to pay you a surprise visit. TODAY.
Daisy
I really hope you are in bed with Sebastian. But your brother might not be as thrilled.
Daisy
I’m buying you some time. Please answer soon.
Dominic
Daisy thinks we need to bring coffee and breakfast. Will be there closer to 9.
“Fuuuuccck.” I scrambled off the bed. “My brother is going to be here soon.”
Sebastian lifted his head from the pillow. “Huh?”
Both of us had fallen asleep after another round in the sheets. Multiple orgasms wore a girl out.
I hit Sebastian with my pillow. “Wake up. Daisy and my brother are on their way. Based on their text, they should be here any minute now.”
I threw on some clothes and tossed a shirt in Sebastian’s direction.
Sebastian’s phone blared to life. “It’s Sergio. That probably means your brother’s arrived.”
He answered the call and sure enough, it was as we feared.
I jumped up and down trying to get my skinny jeans on. “I’ll meet you downstairs.”
After a quick stop at the nightstand, I grabbed my phone and flew down the stairs to the front door. Then I caught a glimpse of myself in the entryway mirror. “That’s not good.” I frantically batted at my hair, trying to comb it out into something that didn’t resemble a bird’s nest.
Just then the front door opened, and I heard my brother. “I wonder where they-” He stopped suddenly. His head tilted. Eyes narrowed.
Daisy’s eyes bugged out as her gaze locked on my hair and then trailed down my body. She placed a hand over her mouth as if she were trying to smother a smile.
Fuck. Busted.
Sebastian chose that moment to walk down the stairs. He had the audacity to be adjusting the top button of his shirt, one that complemented his brown eyes and hair.
Not the one I’d picked for him.
Rude.
Dominic frowned at his friend, the groove between his brows the size of the Mariana Trench.
Daisy stepped forward, shoving a pink pastry box in my hands. “Where’s the kitchen? I’m starving and need to drink more of this coffee.”
