The phone stopped. Silence settled over the room again. Then it started all over.
Buzz.
Buzz.
Buzz.
Buzz.
Buzz.
By the fifth notification, I was laughing hard enough that I nearly slipped off him.
"This is ridiculous."
"You're enjoying this far too much."
"Maybe a little."
His hand tightened briefly at my waist. "Traitor."
The phones were still somewhere out in the kitchen where we'd abandoned them the night before. Neither of us had planned on waking up together.
The buzzing continued.
Eventually, Thane let out a long sigh. "I should probably see what fresh disaster is waiting for me."
"Probably."
Neither of us made any effort to move. Another buzz sounded. Then a ringtone.
Then another.
Thane closed his eyes. "I definitely should."
"Definitely."
Thane pressed a quick kiss to my forehead and carefully shifted out from beneath me. The sudden absence of his warmth was immediate. Unfairly immediate.
He grabbed a pair of sweatpants from his drawer and pulled them on before heading toward the bedroom door. I watched his sexy ass disappear into the hallway.
Then everything went quiet. The silence stretched long enough to make me sit up.
Then Thane's voice drifted back toward me. "Oh."
The single word sounded stunned. I pushed myself off the bed and followed him into the kitchen.
Thane was standing near the counter with his phone in one hand and the other braced against the edge of the island. The expression on his face immediately made my stomach tighten.
"What happened?" I asked.
His gaze lifted to mine. For a second, he seemed to be deciding how to answer. Then he turned the phone around and held it out. I frowned and took it from him.
At first, I didn't understand.
Thane was a professional athlete. People took photos of him everywhere he went. I'd spent enough time online over the last few days to know that. So why was he showing me this one?
Then I looked closer. My stomach dropped because it wasn't just Thane. I was also in it.
